As soon as Meng Yunhan saw Han Yichen walking toward their bedroom, she was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. She immediately raised her voice, "Why are you taking out the family savings for something so small? Fine. If she wants to pay for his tuition, then let her pay. I am not going to stop her."
The word 'savings' was like her sore spot. Every time someone spoke about savings, Meng Yunhan felt like someone was holding her in a chokehold.
Han Yichen paused in his stride. He turned and looked at Meng Yunhan with a wary look in his eyes, as if he was silently assessing her. "What did you say?"
