Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 175 This is the Spirit Fox Ring, a gift for you. I haven't forgotten. Do you like it, m

Lin Qinglan's gaze fell on the television screen, her fingers gently stroking the cushion, as if she felt a slight regret.

"In short, as long as a person has sound values ​​and good interpersonal habits, then that person is a good person. A harmonious family brings prosperity. If a family member is not even good to his wife, it shows that he lacks a sense of responsibility. What great things can a person without a sense of responsibility accomplish?"

"Just like Pei Hongli, he's spent his whole life chasing profits. He's been arrested, but his own son is still partying in nightclubs and constantly making headlines. It's fine if he can't find a wife, at least he won't ruin those beautiful young girls. Your third aunt is no pushover either; she'll probably run off with the money tonight."

After all, money is something you can't take with you when you're born or when you die.

Pei Jincheng poured tea for the two of them and nodded silently as he listened to Lin Qinglan's words.

Lin Qinglan snorted: "What did I say? You just nodded blindly."

"You're right." Pei Jincheng smiled and pushed the teacup towards her.

Lin Qinglan finished her last cup of tea, glanced at the clock, and said, "Oh dear, it's eight o'clock. I need to go get my beauty sleep."

"Xiao Yan, you've all had a long day. Although there were some hiccups, thankfully everything is alright now. Go upstairs and rest. Uncle Pei can clean up the tea table."

She affectionately took Yan Zhuoyu's arm and helped her up from the sofa: "Look at me, I lost track of time once I started chatting with you. You and Ajin haven't seen each other for a long time, and I've made you miss it."

Yan Zhuoyu smiled and said, "How can chatting with you be considered a waste of time?"

"Haha, you're so sweet-talking. I love it when you come over, otherwise I'm so bored at home with no one to talk to. Usually, only Guanzi keeps me company."

"Hmm? A jar...?"

Yan Zhuoyu was taken aback when she heard this, thinking that even if Lin Qinglan was very dull, she couldn't possibly communicate with a jar, right?

That was definitely a bit too stuffy.

Lin Qinglan nodded: "Yes, it's that Ragdoll cat. It broke a small jar of my skincare products the other day, so I renamed it 'Jar'. I think it likes the new name quite a bit."

Upon hearing the sound, 'Guanzi' came running, leaping onto the table in a flash. It stared at Lin Qinglan with its round cat eyes and swept a teacup off its back like a whip with its bushy tail.

click-

The teacup shattered with a crack.

"Meow meow meow!" the jar protested.

Yan Zhuoyu touched her nose, sensing that the jar's reaction didn't seem to indicate that it liked the new name.

However, she finally knew from whom someone inherited their terrible ability to name things.

Yan Zhuoyu pushed open the bedroom door. A lamp was on in front of the desk, casting a soft light.

The man was intently wiping a small object with a cotton cloth, his pale fingers appearing exceptionally long and slender.

Yan Zhuoyu was too far away to see what it was, but she could see the light it reflected under the lamp, which was very bright, and the man was wiping it very carefully.

Pei Weijin had already finished washing up; he was warm, and his hair was still damp.

Just as Yan Zhuoyu walked in, he finished wiping the cloth, put it aside, looked up and waved to Yan Zhuoyu, signaling her to come over.

"This is a gift for you; I haven't forgotten."

Pei Weijin's voice carried a hint of apology, "It should have been delivered to you two days earlier, but unfortunately it was delayed by some things and got soaked in dirty water."

He held a fox spirit ring in his hand, its design exquisite.

The delicate diamonds fill the skin tone, and the overall design uses rose gold and black tones. The most eye-catching feature is the fox's eyes, which are set with two small emeralds and have a clever openwork design inside, perfectly matching the lines of the finger.

"Didn't you say before that brown dress was missing a matching ring? When I saw this ring in the catalog of a British auction, I thought it would be perfect for you."

Yan Zhuoyu stretched her hand out in front of him, and Pei Weijin adjusted the ring and pushed it to the tip of her finger.

He asked with a gentle smile, "Honey, do you like it?"

The woman's fingertips had a healthy pink tint; her manicure had long been removed. She touched the rhinestones on them; they were very sparkly.

The little fox carving was so lifelike that Yan Zhuoyu couldn't put it down: "I love it, thank you, husband. It would be even better if it were a pair."

She wore a ring, and her fingers were intertwined with Pei Weijin's. Both of their fingers were slender and well-proportioned, and any jewelry they wore looked very elegant.

Yan Zhuoyu casually asked, "Was it expensive when you bought it at the auction?"

Pei Weijin seemed to have anticipated her question and answered without hesitation, "Don't worry, it's not expensive this time. Besides, I've hired a professional photographer, so no one will find out."

"How much is it if it's not expensive?" Yan Zhuoyu asked curiously.

He paused for a moment, then tried to come up with a price: "Three thousand, I guess."

Then, after careful consideration, he changed his answer: "Um... two thousand."

Yan Zhuoyu: "..."

Does this person think she's never been to an auction? No auction has a starting price in the thousands.

Even if you make it up, you can't make it look convincing.

She took off the ring and placed it back in Pei Weijin's palm: "Okay, Mr. Pei is really good at managing money. You can buy a real diamond and such a good quality gemstone for three thousand yuan. Then let's set your spending limit at three thousand from now on."

After saying that, Yan Zhuoyu went into the bathroom, leaving Pei Weijin standing there with a faint smile in his eyes.