Intentions Matter More Than Money

"Comrade Su, Commander Qin, what brings you here? Come in and have a seat." Wei Fengli wiped her hands and hurried out of the kitchen.

She shot Li Shiyan a glance, signaling her to quickly buy some vegetables.

Just as Li Shiyan turned around, she was stopped by Su Yijia.

"Auntie, no need to trouble yourself. Kaize and I just saw that Shiyan didn't have enough strength, so we helped her bring the things back."

Wei Fengli glanced at the jar of liquor in Qin Kaize's arms, her smile freezing in place.

"Yanyan?" she frowned, her tone revealing her unspoken reproach.

However, in front of others, she couldn't directly criticize her child. After all, she was already a seventeen-year-old young woman and needed to maintain some dignity.

Li Shiyan quickly shook her head innocently, "I didn't ask for it; Sister Su gave it to me."

Even if she had the boldness, she wouldn't dare to ask for such a thing.