They arrived at the Yang Family's place at around four in the afternoon. Before Ruan Jiaojiao got out of the car, she fumbled around for quite a while, thinking about where to hide the money, as if the moment she stepped out, someone would steal it away.
Walking ahead, Ruan Lei couldn't stand the sight of her like this and said, half annoyed and half amused, "Is our family short of your money or something? It's just a thousand yuan, is it really that serious?"
Ruan Jiaojiao huffed and shook her head. "You don't get it." In the end, she stuffed the money into the briefcase Duan Xi had placed beside him.
Duan Xi glanced at the big red envelope she'd shoved over, the corner of his mouth curling ever so slightly, and remembered what she'd said before. His whole body seemed to give off a pleasant, satisfied air.
