Fu Yisheng glanced at him, his handsome face showing neither joy nor anger. He answered gracefully and elegantly, "Are you saying my wife is stingy? That's not true at all. She never limits my pocket money."
His humor instantly amused the entertainment reporters and the bystanders queuing for snacks.
Fu Yisheng didn't hide it, easily attracting the attention of passersby.
Especially the tourists visiting Hong Kong, who rarely have the chance to see Fu Yisheng up close, naturally gazing greedily with ears perked up.
Immediately, a reporter asked, "Fu Sheng's business is so big, does he still need Mrs. Fu's consent to buy things?"
"Of course! The wife is the head of the household after all!" Like today, when Lu Qingqing suddenly wanted to eat clear soup beef brisket, but unfortunately, there was no beef prepared at home in the past two days and it was too late to stew for several hours, so Fu Yisheng went out to buy it and brought it back.
