Not just this stack of cash, even a random piece of clothing she wears is worth more than that.
But the little girl acted like a proper money lover, carefully counting the stack of money.
Beside her, a servant thoughtfully brought over a blanket to cover her little legs, then stood on the upwind side of her.
Mu Xingfeng: "..."
The groomsmen: "..."
If they had known, they wouldn't have given her such a big red envelope. Mu Xingfeng gave her one worth over ten thousand yuan — how long would she take to count it?
"Little Ya, little beauty? Be good, open the door for Brother Sun," Sun Wangbei was losing his patience and started coaxing at the door.
Shen Mengya glanced at him and continued to count the money in her hand.
"Little Ya, little beauty, stop counting, if you keep counting in this cold, your small hands will freeze, be good, listen to Brother Sun, open the door, and I'll give you another big red envelope."
