"You child, why are you just like your dad, with such a hasty temper? Fine, fine, we'll buy them ourselves. You don't have money coming easy either, so don't spend it recklessly."
Hearing her daughter say this, Xia Yuhe immediately stopped saying she didn't need anything.
She knew her youngest daughter all too well; if she said she would do something, she certainly would. If they really bought the most expensive beds, would she and her old man even be able to sleep with a clear conscience?
Chapter 20