Xia Xuanmo laughed at himself and took out a bank card from his pocket. there's some money in this card. I don't want to make it up to her. When Yingluo gets married in the future, you can help me give it to her. It's my red packet.
Liancheng Yazhi took a look at Xia Xuanmo's hand. It was very thin, with only a layer of skin left. The veins on the back of the hand were protruding, and when the fingers were bent, the White joints could even be seen through the thin layer of skin.
"Alright," he said. Liancheng Yazhi took it and did not ask how much money was inside.
I should go. Thank you for seeing me one last time.
"I'm just a little annoyed at work," Liancheng Yazhi said nonchalantly. I'm not here to see you.
alright. Xia Xuanmo smiled and got up. I'm leaving.
mm, mm, mm. Liancheng Yazhi nodded. He originally wanted to say 'have a safe journey,' but he felt that it was very ironic to say this now, so he swallowed those four words and only said 'mm'.
