Thinking about how Chen Yating had taken Yang Yi's money during the day, Gu Qingya then took out one hundred yuan from her wallet and handed it to Yang Yi, saying, "Go buy some groceries! Be frugal, there's not much left of this month's salary."
Yang Yi had just received ten million in his account, but it seemed it couldn't compare to the hundred yuan Gu Qingya handed him. He cheerfully said, "Of course, wife. What would you like to eat?"
Gu Qingya stroked her chin, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then get me some duck necks!"
"Alrighty! Wife, you drive home first, and I'll take the bus back later," Yang Yi said as he got out of the car.
Hearing Yang Yi's words, Gu Qingya nodded. It wasn't good to park on this busy street; she casually expressed her concern, "Then take care of yourself."
Watching Gu Qingya drive away, Yang Yi felt sweetness in his heart. He immediately dialed Lin Yu's number.
"What's going on? I have ten million in my account, what happened?"