But she also understood that this must be Zhao Qingge's competitive retaliation after seeing Wu Wenyue and Xu Manning bringing so many gifts.
Why be so competitive?
And Li Qiyuan finally realized the meaning of his son asking him to get money on the way to buying groceries. He removed his apron and whispered, "How much did you withdraw?"
"Forty-eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight, plus the forty thousand you withdrew, 88,888, to make a lucky number."
That should be enough!
Li Qiyuan nodded slightly, "Let's go downstairs. It's Qingge's good intention, and since she's already brought it all, we should accept it."
"That's the only thing we can do."
Yu Huizhi also remembered the red envelope and whispered to her husband, "Did you get the money from Qingge?"
"I did." Li Qiyuan gestured an eight with his hand.
Yu Huizhi turned her head to look at the living room. Xu Manning was standing there looking downstairs, gritting her teeth and muttering something unknown.
