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... red envelope in her hand and chuckled, “Last year, you gave me your first pot of gold. What about this year?”
Mu Feichi smiled. “This year, it’s cash.”
He had roughly guessed the red envelopes that his future father-in-law and Old Master Xiao would give her this year, so no matter what ingenious idea he came up with, it could never be more meaningful than the red envelopes they gave.
Therefore, the red envelope he gave her this year was equivalent to her age—the in ...
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