Li Yifei pulled Tao Yizhong aside, and Tao Yizhong said with some nervousness, "How much do you need? If it's too much, then I can only give it to you after the wedding."
Tao Yizhong wasn't rich; the wedding was all arranged by his parents. Between buying a house and renovating, they had nearly spent all their savings. The expense of a master of ceremonies was indeed unexpected, and he wasn't prepared for it. Fortunately, they had received a substantial amount of cash gifts at the wedding, which they would have to use to cover the cost.
That money was supposed to be for the newlyweds, saved for their honeymoon. Now, the honeymoon trip was likely off the table, but being able to hire two hosts was worth it.
Li Yifei patted Tao Yizhong's shoulder and said, "You don't have to give anything."
"What?" Tao Yizhong's eyes widened as he exclaimed in disbelief.
Li Yifei smiled and said, "I mean, you don't have to give them red envelopes."
