Why Does He Have To Give All His Money Just For A Little Bastard?

Yu Meilin looked at the closed door for a moment and then turned to Wei Xiaoqing. "Don't worry anymore. Since your father said that he will prepare the money, then he will definitely do it. It's already late, so you should go upstairs and sleep first."

"Alright!" Wei Xiaoqing looked at the tightly closed door for a long time before slowly walking down the corridor.

After Wei Xiaoqing left, Yu Meilin stood outside the door of the study for a while.

She hesitated for a long time and wanted to open the door to check Hou Shihong's progress in preparing the money, but she was afraid that if she pushed him too hard, he would feel disgusted.

Yu Meilin thought for a long time and finally decided to leave.

Hou Shihong sat alone in his study. When he thought about the money, his heart, liver, lungs, and kidneys ached.