Dear Husband

"Yes, yes." The girl nodded. He was really the child's granduncle. Even his relatives' child was so adorable and obedient. Indeed, everyone around her husband was adorable.

"How much does your coat cost? I'll transfer the money to you." Upon seeing what Ling Xiaoqi had done, Huo Ci had to pay her.

The girl wanted to say that she did not want money, not even a single cent. However, on second thought, he might add her on WeChat and transfer the money via Alipay. She wanted to give it a try and calm down. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at him. "Brother Ci, just transfer me 200 yuan for the dry cleaning."

Huo Ci did not know if this thing could be washed clean, nor did he have any money on him. He looked at Ling Xiaoqi directly and reached out to ask for money. "Give me 200 yuan."