After getting into the car, Wang Zichen sat in the backseat. As if he had tasted the sweetness of throwing a tantrum, he planned to continue acting.
Wang Yunzhong looked at the empty front passenger seat on his right and then at his son in the backseat through the rearview mirror. In the end, he sighed deeply.
Then, he saw him take his handbag, open it, and take out a credit card. "This is Dad's supplementary card. Take it. If you and your sister want to buy anything later, swipe this card."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yunzhong handed the card to Wang Zichen.
Only then did Wang Zichen finally give Wang Yunzhong a proper look. He felt even more smug.
His father's credit card limit was naturally not low.
Wang Zichen reached out to take it and opened his wallet to put the card in.
Seeing this, Wang Yunzhong raised his hand and started the car.
