Su Li beca anxious upon hearing that, dropped the half-eaten example, and dashed outside into the snowy wind toward Feng Huaijin, "Wait for , I want to go."
She had watched the Spring Festival Gala with her family for over ten years, and this was the first ti she could see it live.
Su Li ran eagerly, and suddenly saw Feng Huaijin stop in his tracks. She didn’t have ti to stop and crashed straight into his back.
Su Li rubbed her reddened, sore nose and asked angrily, "Why did you suddenly stop? You—what’s this?"
A glimr of surprise appeared in Su Li’s watery eyes as she looked at the red envelope Feng Huaijin handed her.
Feng Huaijin turned away and said casually, "For you."
"For ?" Su Li was a bit stunned, "Is this New Year’s money? I don’t need it. I’m already an adult."
Adults don’t need New Year’s money.
Su Li pondered with so lingering thoughts. If her foster parents used to give her New Year’s money, she would always take it cheerfully, but now it’s different.
She had grown up.
Her petite figure was enveloped by the whistling winter wind as he pulled her into his embrace.
His warmth instantly dispelled the coldness on her body, like the warm sun of a spring day falling upon her.
A red envelope appeared in her palm, which he had pressed into her hand.
Feng Huaijin’s magnetic, deep voice suddenly rose above her head, seemingly sweeping away the gloom in her heart: "Everyone thinks you’re grown up and don’t need it anymore, but I think you’re still a little girl who needs love and care."
Feng Huaijin paused for a mont, then asked with a smile in his voice, "Are you sure... you don’t want it?"
His voice fell into her ears like lodious notes, and despite the surrounding snow and wind, she strangely felt her ears turn red.
She’s still a little girl who needs love and care.
Her heart almost started beating uncontrollably again.
Su Li gripped the red envelope tightly, raised her chin and said, "I want it, why wouldn’t I? Even Seventh Master Feng is willing to give it to , why wouldn’t I take it?"
Su Li held the thin red envelope and couldn’t help but wonder how much money was inside?
Feng Huaijin glanced and said, "If you want to open it, go ahead."
Su Li touched her face, feeling slightly embarrassed.
Opening the red envelope in front of the other person didn’t seem particularly appropriate, did it?
Su Li thought to herself, then opened the envelope and saw a check with Feng Huaijin’s handwriting; the cursive script appeared quite dashing.
Su Li’s face suddenly darkened as she looked at his tall figure already walking far away, and shouted angrily, "Feng Huaijin, what do you an by 2.49 million? Adding makes 250? Are you insulting ?"
A low chuckle ca from ahead.
Su Li gripped the check tightly, puffed up with anger, and caught up with his stride.
Su Li sat in Feng Huaijin’s car, and sowhat suspiciously asked, "Feng Huaijin, are we really able to enter the venue now? Do we have tickets?"
Feng Huaijin appeared a bit lazy, but his tone was assured as he said, "You won’t be stopped at the door."
The black luxury car navigated through alleyways and arrived at the scene after a short drive.
Su Li checked the ti; it was almost about to start, right?
The entrance to the Spring Festival Gala had lots of people, and Feng Huaijin led her inside, handing an invitation to the security.
The security took a closer look at Feng Huaijin and imdiately let them pass.
Su Li followed closely behind Feng Huaijin, lowered her voice and said astonishedly, "You have an invitation?"
Feng Huaijin chuckled softly, "The Ao Shi Group’s president gets an invitation to the Gala every year."
He simply never went.
This year he had a different plan.
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