"Who wants to help save money." Scarlett Yates blushed again at his words, lifted her head and glared at him, "Let me tell you, I'm really good at spending money. For every penny you give me, I'll spend it all, leaving none behind."
"Oh, really?" Matthew Saxon drew out his tone and smiled, "Very good, I don't want my wife to be too frugal, after all, if you're too frugal, you won't want to buy this or that, others might start to question if I'm too stingy with you. If word gets around that Matthew Saxon can't even bear to let his wife spend money, tell me, what image will I have left."
"So..." He suddenly stopped, turned, held her shoulders, and said earnestly, "Scarlett, spend as much as you want, don't even think about saving money for me. If your spending speed can catch up with my earning speed, I'll be satisfied."
What the heck.
He said that to look down on her, does he really think she won't know how to spend money?
