Xu Qingfan pretended not to understand, "Auntie, why are you thanking me? Surely you're not thinking of sharing my red envelope, are you? Let me tell you, at most we can split it seventy-thirty... not twenty-eighty!"
"Hahaha~ Alright, Auntie knows you get it." Zhang Chunxue was amused to the point of shaking with laughter.
"Yiyi is my good friend, it's only right that I do these things, and Auntie is such a nice person too!" Xu Qingfan's gaze shifted to the car interior, where Zhang Yiyi was curled up on a seat, asleep.
"What a good kid, here's a kiss as a reward." Zhang Chunxue bent down to give Xu Qingfan a peck on the cheek, patted his head, and then sat back in the driver's seat.
Watching the wine-red Maserati Quattroporte drive away, Xu Qingfan couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
[Who could withstand this!]
Xu Qingfan's gaze shifted back, and he turned around, looking up to see if the lights in his family's living room were on.
