Chapter 267: People Send Red Packets, He Sends Bank Cards.
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
The quartz clock chimed twelve times.
Heralding the arrival of a new year.
Gu Wanâan turned her head and looked at Gong Mingye with a smile. âHappy New Year!â
Gong Mingye also nodded and smiled; âHappy New Year to you as well.â
âI wish the great CEO Gong a great fortune in the new year! Be healthy and happy!â
As the words fell, she spread out both hands and blinked her eyes vigorously.
Gong Mingye had a puzzled look on his face and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Seeing this, Gu Wanâan covered her face with both hands.
She didnât expect President Gong to be so silly.
âIâve already paid my New Yearâs greetings. Whereâs the red packet?â
Gong Mingye looked a little embarrassed. â1 didnât prepare it. Iâll make it up to you tomorrow.â
He had never given a red packet before.
Gu Wanâan smiled. âItâs okay. Thereâs no need. 1 was just teasing you.â
Then, she took out the red packets she had prepared beforehand and gave one to Gong Mingye and one to Gong Yifeng.
âThank you for taking care of me this year. 1â11 give you a red packet as a token of my appreciation.â
Gong Mingyeâs thin lips curled up slightly as he put the red packet into his suit pocket.
Finally, he took out a bank card and handed it over. âHere.â
âHuh?â
Gu Wanâan was slightly stunned.
He faintly said; âNew Yearâs red packet.â
Hearing this, Gu Wanâan was shocked.
Gong Yifeng almost choked on the water.âThis deal is worth it! 300 yuan for an unlimited black gold card!â
After returning to her senses, she hastily waved her hand to reject it, explaining; âThe red packet is the New Yearâs Eve money, with the meaning of blessing, usually cash is stuffed into the red packet. If you donât have any preparations, itâs okay, itâs just a representation of the festive seasonâ¦. No need to send a bank card!â
Gong Mingye took her long speech to heart.
However, he had no intention of withdrawing his hand. âI will never take back what I have given.â
Gu Wanâan didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
If she had known earlier, she wouldnât have given him a red packet.
In the bottom of her heart, she silently recited one, two, three, and then, like a rabbit, disappeared without a trace.
Gong Mingye found it funny.
He gave her a bank card, not a bomb.
Gong Yifeng bent down and carefully moved over, wanting to take the bank card.
Gong Mingye narrowed his eyes and glanced over.
âPlop!â
Gong Yifengâs legs went weak. He knelt on the ground and rubbed his knees.
The next day was the Spring Festival.
At five oâclock in the morning, Gu Wanâan went downstairs early and cooked dumplings.
In the past, when she and her aunt returned to the countryside for the new year, the firecrackers would sound for almost the entire night, and there was no way to sleep.
The Gong residence was more remote and there was no activity at night. It felt like the New Year was less intense.
After she was done cooking, she knocked on Gong Mingyeâs and Gong Yifengâs doors.
After a while, the two of them went downstairs.
Gong Mingye was wearing a cashmere sweater. He looked casual and handsome, with a hint of laziness.
Gong Yifengâs hair was like a birdâs nest as he kept yawning. âEating breakfast so early?â
âItâs a custom. Iâll prepare breakfast after eating two dumplings.â
âThe point is, itâs only five oâclock, and Iâm not hungry
His unfinished words were automatically silenced under Second Brotherâs intimidating gaze.
Breakfast was another sumptuous meal.
However, Gong Yifeng was only interested in the dish in the middle. âThis is too delicious! I want to show off!â
Gong Mingye also ate quite a bit.
After dinner, Gong Mingye gave the red packets he had prepared to Gu Wanâan and Gong Yifeng. He gave one each.
Gu Wanâan blinked; âIt wouldnât be a bank card again, right?â
âOpen it and take a look,â Gong Mingye said calmly..