Although Ms. Xiaolu was mentally prepared, when she arrived at the mailbox and took out the thick envelope, her face suddenly changed. She opened it just a little and looked at it, then immediately closed it again, even letting out a low cry of surprise.
Then, she turned around and looked at Lu Xin with a wary and questioning look.
Her voice had become slightly nervous, and she lowered her voice. "You really didn't do anything bad?"
Lu Xin could only explain helplessly, "All of these are legal income… and I have paid taxes…"
"That's also… too much!"
Ms. Xiaolu hugged the sack and sounded worried. "Actually… It's already very good here…
