392 You Really Don’t Know What’s Good For You

Old Sheng's stubborn prejudices notwithstanding, Third Brother really admired a girl like Mu Qiqi.

Think about it—while other rich daughters were learning piano, chess or calligraphy, she was intent on dismembering bodies.

How cool was that!

Whatever the case may be, Third Brother could not bring himself to dislike Mu Qiqi, perhaps because they share one similarity: They were born optimistic.

Later, after the trio finished their dinner, Third Brother slid Sheng Xiao a gold card just before they parted ways. "Although you are willing to be the Shen family's live-in son-in-law, don't get bullied by them. Consider this a little bank I'm giving you."

Sheng Xiao lifted a brow. Were his words being taken at face value?

"This scraps of yours aren't even enough for me to buy the wardrobe of the latest season!"

"Eighth Brother, you're broke as hell. Can't you at least save a little?"