An Mingji bit his chopsticks, his handsome brows slightly furrowed: "Sister Jin, you're already good enough to me. You don't have to do all that. I'll earn money for you to spend in the future."
Gu Jin disagreed: "We'll talk about the future when it comes. Let's focus on the present. Learn how to spend the money I give you."
"Yes, I understand."
An Mingji sensed that his Sister Jin seemed to have some misunderstanding about him.
She thought he was reluctant to spend money, though he didn't know where this misunderstanding came from.
Still, considering what she said, that making money was for him to spend, made him feel delighted inside.
The money was earned through Sister Jin's hard work; he wouldn't squander it lightly.
Gu Jin didn't mention the confession letter, and after dinner, she routinely chased the young man out of the kitchen.
This time, An Mingji didn't heed her words and insisted on cleaning the kitchen with her.
Cleaning was indeed faster when done together.
