Thinking of this, Hong Tao immediately snuggled into Sun Jinhe’s arms, rubbing her chest against him and tracing her fingers gently across his chest as she whispered softly, "How about having Xiao Xing probe into Chiang Xiao tomorrow? To see how much she spent on those things, where that money came from, and to suss out the Chiang Family’s situation."
Sun Jinhe, who was at an age brimming with vigor, was stirred by her actions and felt his body react. All he could think about at that moment was to extinguish this burning desire and had no inclination to discuss the matrimonial affairs of his brother-in-law.
He nodded absentmindedly, pushed her to the edge of the bed, and pinned her down, and soon after, sounds that would make one’s cheeks flush with embarrassment echoed through the room.
Chiang Xiao was entirely unaware that her purchase of these art supplies had invited such scheming from others. At the moment, she was looking at her grandmother with a trace of unease, unsure if the elderly woman would be angered by her reckless spending.
After feeling the rice paper, Ge Liutao picked up the plum blossom-shaped color palette and asked in surprise, "Are all these for Little to learn painting with?"
Ge Liutao looked towards Chiang Songhai with some concern and said, "What are we going to do? Uncle Hai, neither of us has the ability to make a lot of money. The brushes and paper Little bought this time won’t last very long, right? We need to think of a way, or she’ll have no money to buy more."
This? The grandmother actually wasn’t upset about the money spent?
She wasn’t blaming her for spending all the money at once?
Chiang Xiao’s spirits revived, and she immediately embraced Ge Liutao’s arm.
"Grandma, you’re not blaming me?"
Not only did she not blame her, but her greatest worry was that she wouldn’t have the money to buy more once these supplies were used up.
Her grandparents truly were the best to her!
"How could I blame you? Our Little is talented and can learn painting by herself, which is quite a feat," Ge Liutao gently patted the back of her hand, her smile warm and tender. "However, you must use these supplies sparingly for now until your grandpa and I figure out a way to save some money for you."
"You don’t need to worry, Grandma. Grandpa and I have ways to make money..."
Chiang Xiao hadn’t finished speaking when she suddenly heard a noise outside the door. She immediately stopped talking and quickly ran to the door, just in time to meet the face of Song Xiyun peering in.
"Aunt Xiyun, what are you doing here?" Chiang Xiao’s face darkened instantly.
Song Xiyun, caught eavesdropping but showing little shame, instead pushed Chiang Xiao aside and strode toward the main room.
"Why can’t I be here? Your grandfather is also our Second Uncle, and I often come over for visits. Second Uncle, have you returned from the market? Did you buy anything nice?"
Chiang Xiao glanced at the still latched gate and instantly felt her anger surge to her head.
She stood in Song Xiyun’s way and said through clenched teeth, "I had no idea how Aunt Xiyun could come over for a visit when our door was latched shut!"
It was easy to guess that Song Xiyun had climbed over the courtyard wall.
With such a low wall, just placing a chair on the other side would make it very easy to climb over.
And this was indeed something that Song Xiyun was capable of!
Song Xiyun’s eyes shifted before glaring back at Chiang Xiao, "I knocked on the door for a long time, but none of you heard, so of course, I had to come in and see what was going on! I mean, you’re bolting the door in broad daylight; don’t you have something shady going on?"
All three of them were at home and hadn’t heard any knocking at all!
Song Xiyun’s skill at telling bald-faced lies was getting more and more formidable. Moreover, what business was it of hers if they locked their doors during the day? It’s their home; they were neither stealing nor robbing, it was none of her business!