"She really said that?" Fu Xingzhou frowned deeply.
"Yes." Ah Si nodded, "Madam said the money of the master is not brought by the strong winds or floated over by the seawaters; she cannot spend it recklessly."
Fu Xingzhou's gaze fell outside the window, "Go check how long Lin Yihang stayed in front of the Grand Hall that night?"
On one hand, she's mindful of his money, on the other, she's fooling around with another man.
His money was for her to spend, not to worry about. There was really no need.
"Madam didn't manage to buy a suitable gift and feels very guilty," Ah Si cautiously glanced at the rearview mirror.
Fu Xingzhou pinched the bridge of his nose: "You get someone to handle it."
It seemed that he would have to take matters into his own hands in the end; he could no longer rely on this favor in front of his grandmother.
"Yes, sir."
Ah Si smartly closed his mouth, not saying another word.