"Hmm," Jas Black nodded.
"You’re paying?" Jane Sampson asked. After asking, she explained again, "So anything I fancy, you’re picking up the tab?"
"Hmm," Jas Black had wanted to say that his salary card had always been kept at ho, inside the drawer of the bedhead cabinet. Besides his salary card, there was also a high-limit credit card, both of which he left at ho for Jane Sampson to use after their marriage.
But over the years, Jane Sampson had never touched them.
Jane’s face changed in one second, and she suddenly reached out to hold Jas Black’s waist, "Jas Black, you’re so good!"
That "so good" was indescribably sycophantic.
The smile also contained boundless excitent.
"Let’s go ho! Let’s go ho!" Jane Sampson let go of Jas Black and turned to shout towards Old Master Black in the house, "Grandfather, Auntie, Uncle-in-law, Jas Black and I are going ho now, we’ll co visit you again when we have ti! We’re off! Bye!"
Old Master Black in the house hadn’t heard what Jas Black and Jane Sampson had said, but he was surprised that Jas Black managed to persuade Jane Sampson, who originally refused to go ho, to not only agree but also to hug him affectionately.
Jane Sampson got into the car willingly, and after Jas Black started the car and left, the Great General walked to the gate entrance with a pack of potato chips in its mouth, then stared dumbfounded at the departing car, barking several tis with its mouth agape, dropping the potato chips to the ground.
"Silly dog, your little buddy doesn’t want you anymore," Old Master Black said laughing while he patted the head of the Great General. Did the dog take out its snacks to cheer up Jane Sampson because she was unhappy just now?
Too bad, Jane Sampson was whisked away by Jas Black first.
Once in the car, Jane Sampson hugged her mobile phone, looking utterly joyous the entire ride.
"Jas Black, I’m going to buy a lot of stuff tomorrow," Jane Sampson said after checking all the new product releases from every brand on her phone, then slipped the phone back into her pocket as a preemptive warning to Jas Black.
Jas Black’s expression didn’t change, he humd in acknowledgnt, "Don’t worry, I can support you."
He wasn’t short on money.
"Consider it a loan then, I’ll pay you back at the end of the year," Jane Sampson said, still uncomfortable with using Jas Black’s money, yet she was indeed tempted by his suggestion to go shopping.
The reason she hadn’t considered going shopping after returning ho was partly because she had no money, and partly because she had no company.
Pay back?
At that mont, Jas Black’s face soured a bit, and he spoke with a firr tone, "Jane Sampson, we are husband and wife."
Seeing that Jane Sampson rely acknowledged with an "Oh" without taking it to heart, Jas Black then asked sothing else, "Have you been short on money recently?"
This could be considered Jas Black feigning ignorance, as knowing sothing secretly and knowing it overtly are two different matters.
"Yes," Jane Sampson was more candid than Jas Black had expected. "Nina Rice resigned from the consulting firm to start her own business. Auntie Rice disagreed and cut off so of her financial sources. Nina sold one of her houses and, together with her savings, it still wasn’t enough, so I transferred all my money to her."
"Hmm," Jane Sampson’s honesty pleased Jas Black quite a bit, "If you need money, you can ask for it, or just take the card from the drawer and use it."
When the car reached the garage, Jas Black got down and naturally walked over to Jane Sampson’s side and reached out to hold her hand. Sotis, habits were truly frightening. Like now, standing at the elevator entrance waiting with Jas Black holding her hand, Jane Sampson felt nothing was amiss.
Jas Black had made her accustod to being led by him, her hand accustod to the warmth of his palm.
Jane Sampson tapped the palm of Jas Black’s hand with her fingertips. When he looked down at her, she smiled sweetly with curved eyes and asked, "Tickles?"
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