Chapter 182 I dare not look directly at it, I dare not touch it
Chapter 182 I dare not look directly at it, I dare not touch it
When faced with this kind of question, He Qiaoyun would fall silent, completely trapped in a strange mood.
She didn't want to hurt any of them, especially Liu Biao.
His unwavering sincerity made her afraid to look directly at him or touch him.
Seeing her pained expression, Xu Hemei asked again, "Then let me ask you another way: among them, who do you like more?"
He Qiaoyun clutched her head and collapsed, "I don't know..."
Xu Hemei shook her head helplessly, sighed, and then collapsed as well.
At this moment, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the blue sky and white clouds were just right, the air was crisp and clear, and the autumn colors were just right, but the two people inside the room were in a somber mood.
Xu Hemei murmured sleepily, "How about I think of a brilliant idea for you?"
He Qiaoyun: "What?"
Xu Hemei suddenly sat up with a jolt, then shook her up, stared into her eyes, and said, "You should take both of them in. It's more important than anything else for the three of you to live a good life together."
He Qiaoyun laughed in exasperation and gently pushed her away, "Get lost! Do you think I have too much life to serve two men?"
Xu Hemei clicked her tongue and said seriously, "Old-fashioned thinking. What era are we living in? Women still serve men? They all like you and want to win your favor. They should be competing to please you and serve you."
He Qiaoyun felt her face flush for no reason. "What are you talking about? Didn't you see how they were acting today? If they were really like this, wouldn't they have started fighting?"
Xu Hemei said logically, "You should find some time to talk to them and make your stance clear. Let them discuss it amongst themselves, and that will solve the problem. You need to discipline this man."
He Qiaoyun couldn't help but laugh. "Where did you learn all this? You're so eloquent and serious. Do you think I'm the emperor? It's like you're running a harem. If your dad joins in later, we'll have a whole mahjong table!"
Xu Hemei was stunned, and asked with a serious expression, "Mom, do you still want my dad?"
He Qiaoyun stopped laughing and said disdainfully, "I don't want a rotten cucumber. I was just joking. Are you out of your mind? You actually took it seriously."
Hearing her description, Xu Hemei smiled and leaned against her, "It's rare to hear you mention him on your own initiative. I thought..."
He Qiaoyun pushed her away, "Go away, what do you think? There's absolutely no possibility between me and your father, unless I'm crazy."
Xu Hemei laughed and fell onto the other sofa, grabbed her phone, and started playing with it while lying down.
Liu Biao sent a red envelope in the small group I just joined.
She clicked on the red envelope and received 888. Excited, she jumped up and down, shouting, "I got the most!"
He Qiaoyun, who was resting with her eyes closed, was startled awake and sighed helplessly, "What's wrong...?"
Xu Hemei proudly handed her the phone and excitedly said, "Uncle Liu sent out red envelopes in the group chat. Look, I'm the luckiest one!"
He Qiaoyun glanced at the amount received below and raised an eyebrow: "How big of a red envelope is this?"
Xu Hemei shook her head and replied that she didn't know. Then she sent a thank you emoji in the group chat and said, "Mom, you should go and get it too."
He Qiaoyun picked up her phone, opened the red envelope, and received 120 yuan, becoming the person with the least amount so far.
The next moment, he received a private transfer of 8888 yuan from Liu Biao.
Liu Biao: [Why did you receive so little? This is to make up for it.]
He Qiaoyun: [No need.]
The next second, my phone rang: 8,888 yuan had been deposited into my Alipay account.
Hearing the sound, Xu Hemei came closer and asked, "Who transferred it to you?"
He Qiaoyun sighed and rubbed her forehead in exasperation. "Who else could it be?"
As she spoke, she forwarded the message back to Liu Biao and sent him a message saying, "I'll get angry if you forward it again."
Liu Biao immediately admitted defeat: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't share it anymore, please don't be angry."
He Qiaoyun: [That's more like it.]
Xu Hemei flipped through the list of recipients, "Uncle Feng and Chen Jingzhou didn't receive one, so I'll send one to them too."
As she spoke, she sent a message for two thousand.
Mr. and Mrs. Chen were stunned by the amount of red envelopes they received. They each received another two hundred yuan, more than they had ever received in a group chat.
Chen's mother felt uneasy. "Oh dear, should we send one back too? They're so rich, giving away so much like that."
I had just finished a phone call and came out of my room to find my parents looking at each other, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Mr. Chen said, "Look at your phone, they're sending out red envelopes in the group chat."
Chen Jingzhou opened the group chat and also clicked on the red envelope. Although he was rich now, he had been poor before and was quite sensitive to numbers. He thought it would be a small red envelope of a few yuan or tens of yuan, but he was a little dumbfounded to find a red envelope of three hundred and a red envelope of four hundred.
Chen Ma said, "You should send one too. We can't be unemployed, right?"
Chen Jingzhou chuckled, replied "Okay," and then sent a message with a value of three thousand.
When Mr. and Mrs. Chen saw that their son had sent out red envelopes, the red envelopes from the three groups were now balanced, and their anxiety subsided. They asked, "Son, how much did you send out?"
Chen Jingzhou said, "Three thousand."
Knowing how hard it is to earn money, the two elderly people exchanged a glance but didn't say anything, after all, they had also received a red envelope from the other party.
But right now, they don't want anyone to send them red envelopes anymore. Money coming and going isn't like spending money to buy something, where you actually receive a physical item. With electronic red envelopes, the money is gone with just a tap of your finger.
On the other side, Xu Hemei once again won the "King of Luck" title, a very auspicious yet ambiguous number: 520.
She laughed at herself, posted screenshots of 888 and 520 on her WeChat Moments, with the caption: "I should have gone to scratch lottery tickets today."
After a while, Feng Jiashu, who had finished his work, saw the group red envelopes and clicked on them one by one.
The point of grabbing red envelopes is to feel involved; not grabbing them or participating is a real downer, like it's being targeted.
He noticed that He Qiaoyun always received the smallest amount in each red envelope, so he specified nine amounts of 888 and sent them out.
Mr. and Mrs. Chen were stunned again. In the end, they each received 888 yuan from Feng Jiashu's red envelope. It was like the money was being scattered around, as if the God of Wealth had descended to earth...
Chen's mother handed the phone to Chen Jingzhou, "Son, what should we do...? Should we send another one?"
Chen Jingzhou said, "No need, this is the last one."
He was right, this was the last one, because Liu Biao was satisfied when he saw that He Qiaoyun had also received 888, and he didn't care who sent it anymore.
In the end, Feng Jiashu's red envelope made up for all their losses.
Throughout the entire event, only Feng Jiashu's accompanying nanny made a profit.
She didn't receive any, yet she still got almost 1,500 yuan...
He Qiaoyun counted the red envelopes she received, "about 1,500 yuan."
Xu Hemei did the math, "I made the most, over two thousand, and I even made a profit. It was a really exhilarating economic cycle, quite fun, we all made money."
They made a profit, while Uncle Feng Jia and Liu Biao lost money. However, neither of them were short of money, so it was a case of one willing to give and the other willing to receive.
He Qiaoyun opened her WeChat Moments and saw her daughter's post. She then realized that her daughter had received a 520 yuan red envelope from Chen Jingzhou and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows: "You got 520 yuan?"
Xu Hemei couldn't help but laugh, feigning a shy expression, "I'll be too embarrassed to go down and see him later..."
He Qiaoyun chuckled and slapped her on the shoulder, saying, "You're crazy."
NFBE