She pursed her lips, "I don't need you to support me."
"It's only natural for a husband to support his wife." A rare look of shame appeared in his eyes, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I might not be able to make much money in my lifetime."
"People have different capabilities, third brother, don't think too much about it."
Xiao Yuchuan's eyes were filled with emotion, "Wife, I must have accumulated a lot of virtue in my past life to have such a wonderful wife in this life."
She lowered her eyelids, saying nothing.
He looked at her expression, "Wife, do you have something on your mind?"
She shook her head slightly.
He said with certainty, "Wife, you must be troubled. If there's anything you want to talk about, just tell me. Is it about big sister..."
"It's not about her." She just thought that some decisions, once made, were bound to hurt the other two.
Her calm gaze glanced at Xiao Qinghe in the courtyard...
Qinghe was heading into the kitchen in his wheelchair.