"No need." He pulled out his wallet, and gave her a card.
"..." She was speechless. "What are you doing?"
"Giving you money! Get it yourself!"
"..." In this digital age, through which channel can't one transfer money? Why does she need to withdraw cash herself?
He stuffed the card into her hand. "Take it. In the future, you might need to handle many things: Sister Qian's salary, the household expenses for groceries, along with various other costs. I can't manage this."
So, was this his way of asking her to take over the household?
She felt a strange sensation inside, yet it was inexplicably soothing.
Well then... time to take charge! No need to be polite!
She took the card, ready to head home, and stood up, but he asked again, "Where are you going?"
"I'm going home!" Hadn't she already told him that?
His face instantly fell, and his expression turned sour.
