Liu Ji said with grievance: "Wife, you always say I'm useless, a waste. I just want to earn silver for you to spend and make you happy. Is that wrong?"
"Besides, didn't you also take Wang Jin's silver to do his bidding? Why is it allowed for government officials to set fires but not for commoners to light lamps?"
Qin Yao sneered. If she hadn't been with Liu Ji for years, anyone else might have been fooled by his aggrieved expression and overlooked the essence of the matter.
"I take money to get things done. Can you handle it?"
"No, I can't."
Liu Ji admitted without any psychological burden. Seeing her gaze soften, he grew bolder and said with a grin, "So I gave all the silver to you, wife. With your connection to County Magistrate Song, handling these small matters should be easy..."
Before he finished speaking, her gaze suddenly darkened, full of murderous intent.
Liu Ji immediately shut up and cautiously took a step back.
