Tang Zhixian whispered in her ear, "Just put in two thousand. I gave the ten thousand I had left over to big brother, now I only have three thousand left, so I can only afford to put in two thousand."
Tang ZhiLuo didn't expect her sister to be this miserable. After several years of marriage, she was left with only a little over a thousand yuan on her. Yet Liang Yuanze took Lin Zhiyi out to those meals that cost hundreds to thousands per sitting, which left Tang ZhiLuo feeling somewhat sour inside.
So for a woman, you should spend your husband's money when you can, otherwise another woman will do it for you.
"Then I'll also put in two thousand yuan," Tang ZhiLuo said, considering her sister's pride.
Tang Zhixian patted her hand.
Tang ZhiLuo then asked her, "Did dad scold you again just now?"
Tang Zhixian said somewhat helplessly, "When have I ever come back without him scolding me?"