Here is the cute copywriter:
Yan Ge smiled: "Third Prince, there is a thief in your family!"
Qin Cang: "Why, the Imperial Master's money bag was stolen again? It must have been done by some shameless person."
Yan Ge smiled and teased from the corners of his eyes, "It's great that the prince has such self-awareness." He spread his hands and said, "Including the ones I lost a few days ago, there are a total of three thousand two hundred taels."
Qin Cang pouted and opened his eyes pitifully, "Why don't Gexiao give you a chance and let me support you?"
Yan Ge smiled: "Using Yan's money to support Yan, the prince has really made a good plan."
Qin Cang: "Diligence and frugality are virtues. Isn't it really a great blessing for the Imperial Master to have a husband like this?"
The sadistic copywriter:
Qin Cang: "A bright hall with double eaves, what does my family, country, and world have to do with me? All I want is Yan Gexiao. What qualifications does a person who cannot control this life have to talk about the next life?"
Yan Ge laughed and said, "Even if a thousand people point my finger at you, I will do it for you."