"Alright then, why don't you hand over your bank cards, passbooks, property deeds, and the like?"
"So the lady wants to take control of the finances?" While waiting for the traffic light, Jun Mochan pulls out a card from his wallet: "I've been ready for a while, just waiting for you to say so."
"This card holds all the money I could use. All I carry is one subsidiary card now. You can see all my expenses and feel free to inquire anytime."
Ye Ranran was stunned. She was just joking around, but he took her seriously?
"Here you go." Jun Mochan handed the card to Ye Ranran and started the car when the green light came on.
A small, light card, but Ye Ranran felt it was very heavy, like a hot potato.
"What's wrong? Does Mrs. Jun not want to accept?" Seeing Ye Ranran's dazed expression, Jun Mochan's tone was laced with danger.
If she dared to return it to him, he would...