Qin Wenze felt the money was a small matter.
Getting her to leave was the important thing.
So when Gao Lan brought it up, he agreed without a moment’s hesitation.
"Alright!"
Gao Lan was naturally happy to hear him agree.
"So how much should we give?"
"Fifty, then." As soon as Qin Wenze named the amount, Gao Lan’s expression soured again.
"You have the nerve to offer fifty?"
Qin Wenze: ...?
’What’s so shameful about fifty?’
’People only made thirty or forty a month at their jobs.’
’If I recall correctly, her older brother’s salary was forty, wasn’t it? And her whole family seemed perfectly happy and proud of that.’
However, all he cared about was getting her to leave.
If it took a little more money, so be it.
"If you think fifty is too little, then let’s make it a hundred."
Seeing her expression improve, Qin Wenze knew that a hundred would work.
So he counted out the hundred from his pocket and handed it over.
Thankfully, after he handed over the hundred, Mrs. Gao left for home the very next day.
This made Qin Wenze let out a sigh of relief.
With his meddling mother-in-law gone from the house, he felt that his home life would at least be much more peaceful.
Gao Lan made lunch.
Ever since marrying into the Qin family, Gao Lan hadn’t been in a kitchen for a long time.
After all, when they were previously at the Qin family home, they had Aunt Li.
Even if she went into the kitchen, at most she would only help with washing and chopping vegetables; the real cook was Aunt Li.
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