Song Tingshenâs words were of course very moving, and Ruan Xia was touched by it. However, their financial situation wasnât what it used to be. Who knew how the plot would develop in the future? Who knows if they would be able to change it for the better? So after a brief moment of blushing and her heart speeding up, Ruan Xia quickly returned to normal. She shook her head with difficulty. âIâm not short on money. I donât need your credit card. I just think⦠Itâs not easy for you to make money. I want to learn to keep accounts and save a bit whenever possible. This will positively affect Little Wang too. Heâll learn to not waste money when he grows up.â
âYouâve been acting weird lately.â Song Tingshen looked at her in askance. âItâs not easy for anyone to make money, but I can provide you and Little Wang with the best living environment. So you donât have to do this. I work hard because I hope that you can live more comfortably.â
Ruan Xia couldnât help being moved. âOkay, this isnât hard on me either. Itâs just keeping accounts. Thatâs not something bad. So donât stop me, okay?â
Song Tingshen paused and emphasised, âI still want to eat pork ribs tomorrow, not just once a week.â
Ruan Xia wanted to say pork ribs were expensive, but she swallowed the words down. âOkay, okay, Iâll make it for you tomorrow. Iâll keep making it until youâre tired of it.â
She might as well let him eat more of it while they had money. If he got tired of eating it and didnât want to eat it anymore, that might be a good thing. Pork ribs were so expensive.
âThatâs better.â Song Tingshen raised his arm to look at his watch. âAlright, thatâs all. I still have work left to do. Iâm going back to the study. Go to sleep with Little Wang. Donât stay up late to make me a late night snack. I ate a lot for dinner. If I continue like this, I wonât be able to keep my six-pack abs.â
âIf you canât keep it, thatâs fine,â Ruan Xia said, âAs long as you eat well.â
Song Tingshen solemnly shook his head. âThat wonât do. Itâs not time yet.â
âWhatâs not time yet?â As soon as Ruan Xia asked this question, she grasped the meaning of his words. She quickly punched him and ushered him out, âHurry up, go back to your study.â
Song Tingshen was helpless. Under her urging, he returned to his study. He turned on his computer and began to focus on working.
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The next day, Ruan Xia suddenly thought of something. If Song Corporation went bankrupt, then some of the properties under Song Tingshenâs name would definitely be taken to repay debts. After all, all companies had bank loans these days. When the time came for Song Corporation to file for bankruptcy, the courts would issue an order to freeze his personal assets. No wonder the original owner was only left with two homes, a car, and a portion of savings. She had probably been caught off guard.
It wasnât too late yet. She had to quickly prepare!
She was Song Tingshenâs wife. The assets under her name would also be frozen with his. While the future was still uncertain, she should quickly sell off her bags and jewelry. Oh yes, the condo under her name had to be transferred to Father Ruan and Mother Ruan. Her savings account also had to be transferred to them. She checked the value of the real estate under her name as well as the money for selling her luxury belongings. After finding out it would be enough for them to live well in the next few decades, including paying for Little Wangâs tuition, studying abroad, and marrying a wife, Ruan Xia was finally relieved.
The current Ruan Xia wasnât as bad as an easily startled bird, she was more like a small animal on the verge of facing winter and doing its best to stock up on food. She just wanted to stock up enough resources so that she could happily welcome winter when it came.