Wang Yue had no idea what Nie Xiguang was thinking. After reassuring her, he immediately called Jiang Pingping.
When Jiang Pingping got Wang Yue's call, she knew why he was calling. She asked with a smile, "Son, you're calling about that money, aren't you?"
Wang Yue glanced at Nie Xiguang and noticed her cheeks were flushed. He couldn't help wanting to give her a kiss.
But he was on the phone, so it wasn't convenient. Without giving it much thought, Wang Yue said into the phone,
"Mom, why did you suddenly transfer so much money to Little Watermelon? Is it an early betrothal gift?"
Nie Xiguang's eyes widened, and her mouth formed an O. She looked unbelievably adorable.
She was so shocked because she hadn't expected Wang Yue to say what he was really thinking. It was terribly embarrassing.
"Hahaha!"
Jiang Pingping couldn't help laughing. She thought her son was so good with words. As his mother, she loved hearing that, especially since she liked Little Watermelon too.
But Jiang Pingping had to pour a bucket of cold water on her son. "Son, I extorted this money from Nie Chengyuan. Tell Little Watermelon to feel free to use it.
"Of course, if you and Little Watermelon get married, I'll prepare a proper betrothal gift. It won't be just this little bit!"
Wang Yue was completely bewildered and hurriedly asked what had happened.
Jiang Pingping didn't hide anything from her son. She told him the whole story.
After hearing what had happened, Wang Yue hung up and explained it all to Nie Xiguang.
Nie Xiguang fell silent for a long while. Her good mood from earlier had completely disappeared.
But Nie Xiguang had always been like a little sun, and she didn't want to burden anyone else with her worries. So