It was winter now, and he didn't have a lot of clothes. If he sold any more, he would have none left to wear.
"I know." Qi Cheng didn't want her to worry. He gently lowered his head and kissed her.
Ji Yunhuan looked at him and said, "Should I sell my things? I don't really need them anyway."
"No." He could sell anything of his, but he didn't want her to be as destitute as he was. Even if he had nothing, he wanted to treat her like a queen, a princess, especially since they had a child.
Ji Yunhuan looked at him, "Then maybe we should sell the car, and this house too. We could move to a smaller one…"
Before she could finish, she saw Qi Cheng staring at her intently. Ji Yunhuan realized she had said something wrong.
This house was his labor of love, their dream. He wouldn't want to sell it.
She reached out and tidied up his buttons, "Alright, I was wrong. I won't say it again. From now on, I won't bring up money issues. You make all the decisions, okay?"
