Madam Mo continued, "Mo, are you out of money again?"
Because Mo Qishen was nothing more than a wastrel, Madam Mo was always worried about him running out of money.
Mo Qishen said, "No, I have money, you don't need to worry."
Madam Mo retorted, "There's no one else here, no need for embarrassment. Take this card. If you're out of money, I'll give you more."
Helpless, Mo Qishen said, "Mom, I really do have money."
If he doesn't even have a decent job, how could he have money?
Knowing that he wanted to save face, Madam Mo immediately put on a stern face and said, "If I ask you to take it, take it! If you don't take it, don't call me mom again! I don't want a son like you!"
Seeing Madam Mo act like this, Mo Qishen could only accept, because he knew that if he didn't, the old woman would surely worry about him not having enough to eat or being warm enough out in the world...
At this, the contempt in Li Xianxian's eyes deepened.