Hearing Di Mingchen's words, Nangong Jin couldn't help but cover his face, laughing while wailing and grumbling, "Wife, I can't go on like this; you won't even give me ten bucks. I'm going to run away from home!"
Di Jinxuan burst out laughing and hurriedly comforted him, "Actually, I hate managing money the most. From now on, you'll manage it. I'll be responsible for spending, and you'll handle the payments."
Nangong Jin was instantly comforted. His wife was indeed considerate, while the three brothers of the Di Family took turns ganging up on him.
If it weren't for his thick skin, he would be overwhelmed by now, boohoohoo.
Another man would have been bullied to tears by these three brothers long ago.
Luckily, my lord Jin has skin as thick as a city wall; he can act cute and adorable and even lodge a playful complaint when needed.
But most importantly, his wife supports him and is considerate; otherwise, life would really be unbearable.
