After hearing this, Wen Yi Zhou felt that it was understandable why he had no status at home.

So he immediately ran to find Yisheng and said that he would give the family living expenses from now on.

Yisheng glanced at him and said in a flat tone, "A month's living expenses is 300,000."

"Korean Won?" Wen Yizhou asked.

"It's R country currency," Yisheng said.

"...Don't bully me into thinking I haven't held a household before." Wen Yizhou felt this person was a robber, 300,000 yuan for food and lodging a month? Why not rob a bank!!!"

He is worth over 100 million dollars, he has a lot of money, but he's not stupid.

He also frequently goes to the supermarket and knows that ingredient prices are not expensive.

Thirty million, at their current rate of consumption, they wouldn't be able to finish it in a year, let alone a month.

"Three hundred thousand, not a penny less." Yisheng's voice was firm, her attitude resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

"The monthly food allowance is 30,000 yuan, and it can't be more." Wen Yizhou gritted his teeth and said.

If he really gave this man 300,000 yuan as living expenses per month, it would be laughed at if it got out. People would say he was being taken advantage of and wasting his money.

Yisheng nodded lightly and said, "It's fine, 30,000. One bowl of white rice per meal, plus a dish of vegetables; or you can take 30,000 yuan and go out for a big meal."

"Swindler!" Wen Yizhou gritted his teeth and cursed.

"With my medical skills, I could be hired by any major hospital for a monthly salary of over three hundred thousand, with an annual salary starting at ten million. To cook for you, I'd charge three hundred thousand yuan per month as food expenses, which is a symbolic price given that we are relatives."

Wen Yi Zhou listened to his analysis and thought about it carefully. It seemed quite reasonable.

Then, he immediately took out his phone, asked Yisheng for his bank account number, and transferred 300,000 yuan to him.

After that was done, Yisheng asked again, "Should I pay Ping Sheng's meal expenses, or should I ask her for it?"

"Xiaosheng, she's your girlfriend!" Wen Yizhou gritted his teeth and reminded him.

"Even blood brothers should settle accounts." he said.

Wen Yi Zhou inwardly cursed him for being utterly insane!

I regret it so much, I wish I hadn't taken the initiative to come and ask this man for money for food.

Finally, he transferred another 300,000 yuan to Yisheng.

After paying for the food allowance, Wen Yizhou ran to complain to Wen Pingsheng, saying that Yi Sheng this man was simply a swindler. A person's monthly food allowance cost 300,000 yuan, and even black-hearted restaurants didn't have him black.

Wen Ping Sheng didn't think Yi Sheng was that kind of person, after all, he had never mentioned the cost of food before; she guessed Yi Sheng must have thought her younger brother was simple and rich, since the lamb offered itself up, he wouldn't feel right if he didn't take full advantage.

She dared to guarantee that if her younger brother had the thickest skin, he would die but never give her money, Yisheng wouldn't take her younger brother down.

As for the meal allowance, Wen Ping Sheng didn't dwell on it too long. After all, she wasn't the one paying for it.

Night

As usual, Yisheng went to snuggle up on Wen Ping's bed. Under the blanket, he slipped a bank card into Wen Ping's hand.

“Your allowance is, your birthday is the password.”

"…" Wen Ping Sheng was a little dumbfounded.

How come he suddenly wants to give her allowance.

Yisheng explained, "We've been dating for two months now, and I haven't given you a gift yet. I think love should have some privacy, some secrets that only the two of us know. Asking An An all the time isn't very good either. I don't know what you like, so take a look and see what you like, and buy it yourself."

For a moment, Wen Ping Sheng felt his heart filled to the brim with an unknown sensation.

She clutched the bank card tightly, speechless.

"The money in the card was lunch money that Yizhou gave me this afternoon," Yisheng added.

"Pff—" Wen Ping Sheng couldn't help but laugh at his explanation. She teased, "Are you shearing the wool off your own sheep?"

Remembering this afternoon, her younger brother was still complaining to her that this man was a devil.

“Yi Zhou insisted on giving me what I didn't want, and he got angry with me, saying that even close brothers should settle accounts clearly.” He said expressionlessly.

If Wen Yizhou heard this, he would definitely scold him for being shameless and twisting the truth.

"You've been lying for way too long, Wen Ping Sheng laughed. We've known each other for a while now, at least try to make your lies more convincing?"

"…" Yisheng.

He couldn't respond to that.

He tried so hard!

Didn't you see he was so serious that not even his facial expression gave it away?

"Go to sleep."

After saying that, Yisheng switched off the lamp.

Since Xiaonuan left, he would come to her bed every day and rub against it. Now, Wen Ping Sheng has gradually gotten used to it. He lies beside her, besides always being a little nervous and having a racing heart, he doesn't resist him at all.

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