Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1313: Chapter 1313: I’ll Use His Chapter 1313: Chapter 1313: I’ll Use His “Okay, let’s go have breakfast,” she said with a smile, pulling him downstairs.

Ruisen knew they were going shopping and that Jian Yufei had no intention of bringing him along, but he didn’t mind.

He still smiled gently and said, “Take more people with you when you go out, and pay attention to safety. This card can be used anywhere, with no limit. Feel free to use it.”

Jian Yufei stared at the card he handed her and suddenly remembered that shopping costs money.

She didn’t have a single penny on her.

But she didn’t want his money…

“Do I not have my own money?” she asked in confusion, wondering about the money she had before. It should still be there.

Ansel saw through her thoughts and said to Ruisen, “Daddy, I have money. Let her use mine.”

“That’s your money, why would a mother use her child’s money? Use mine, I’m a man, and it’s my duty to provide for you.”

Ansel coolly responded, “I’m also a man. If a woman shops with me, of course, I should pay!”

Jian Yufei nodded firmly, “Ansel is right, I’ll use his.”

Ruisen was stunned for a moment, not expecting her to brazenly plan on using the child’s money.

However, he didn’t mean to mock her.

“Alright then,” he said with a slight smile.

Jian Yufei breathed a sigh of relief, happy as long as she didn’t have to use his money.

As for using her son’s money, it didn’t matter to her where it came from; using his was better than using Ruisen’s.

After breakfast, Jian Yufei and Ansel went to find Wenxiang.

The castle was huge, and aside from a bunch of servants, Jian Yufei knew few people. Were there really only a few of them living in this large castle?

She asked Ansel this, and he told her many people lived here, but they were often out working.

Jian Yufei then inquired about these people, and he replied that almost all were service to the Nangong Family, adding that she didn’t need to know them since she didn’t have to interact with them. It was enough that he knew them.

Well, this kid really didn’t act like a child at all.

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Upon reaching Wenxiang’s place, they learned he was working in his study upstairs.

Jian Yufei and Ansel followed Butler Hardy upstairs and then knocked on the door to enter his study.

This was the first time Jian Yufei saw Wenxiang’s study; it was a large room with three walls lined with bookshelves.

A large desk was there, only with two computers and a pen holder on it, nothing else.

She had expected his desk to be piled high with documents, but it was surprisingly clean.

After hearing what Ansel had to say, Wenxiang pondered and said, “It’s okay to go shopping, but remember you must return by seven in the evening.”

“Don’t worry, we won’t be back too late,” Jian Yufei smiled and nodded, satisfied just to have the chance to go out.

Wenxiang nodded, then turned to Ansel and asked, “Although you’re on vacation these days, you can’t neglect your studies. How much of the homework I assigned have you completed?”

Ansel respectfully replied, “I’m about to finish it, I haven’t been slacking off.”

“Did I hear that you got injured while riding yesterday?” Wenxiang inquired further.

Ansel extended his right hand, which was wrapped in a bandage, “It’s just a minor injury, you don’t need to worry, Grandfather.”

“Your riding skills are already mature, how could you suddenly fall off a horse?” Wenxiang squinted slightly, asking with suspicion.