Huo Beijiang uneasily touched his nose, "Also... the secret stash!" His wife was too good to him, making him voluntarily surrender his hidden funds.
"Nice going, Huo Beijiang, you even dared to keep a secret stash."
"It's all Tu Cheng's idea," Huo Beijiang immediately shifted the blame, "Uncle Tu has always told us that a man must have a secret stash."
Nan Fei was both amused and annoyed, grabbing his shirt collar and asking, "So how many secret stashes do you have? How did you hide them?"
Mentioning the secret stash, Huo Beijiang furrowed his brow and hesitated before replying, "I'm not exactly sure how many, but I can show you."
The couple stood on the steps at the entrance of Xin Yuan, which offered a great view of the entire commercial district below. A valuable piece of property, bustling even at night.
