"What are you doing? Sneaking around." Tang Xiaobao glared at her.

"No, I didn't do anything. Who was sneaking around? Don't talk nonsense." Tang Xiaocao said stubbornly.

Tang Xiaobao's heart moved, and he understood. He smiled and said, "He went to check the card, right?"

"How do you know?" Tang Xiaocao exclaimed.

Tang Xiaobao curled his lips: "Don't I know you? From childhood to adulthood, when have you ever kept anything from me?"

"the same as you."

"Look at how big the red envelope your brother Zhao gave you? Why are you so greedy for money? Hey, do you have five hundred?" Tang Xiaobao blinked.

"Hey, am I that stingy?" Zhao Haiyang was unhappy: "It's obviously ten thousand yuan."

Tang Xiaocao wasn't as smart as she thought. She was stunned, her eyes widening. "Ah? Ten thousand yuan? Did you give me the wrong card? I have 888,888 yuan in it."

Zhao Haiyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Silly sister, I'm covering for you."

"Ah?" Tang Xiaocao reacted.

Tang Xiaobao frowned and said, "It's boring to do this, isn't it? Giving so much?"

He was talking to Zhao Haiyang.

"We are brothers, and I really treat her as my own sister. I don't have any sisters in my family, you know. Don't say anymore, it's boring." Zhao Haiyang said seriously.

Tang Xiaocao has already slipped away.

I feel guilty.

Tang Xiaobao didn't know what to say. He thought that more than 800,000 yuan was not a lot.

Alas, he really has no concept of money now.

Sometimes it feels like too much, sometimes it feels like too little.

Jia Lin drove the car over, the one Zhao Haiyang had given him. When he got in, Zhao Haiyang's first question was, "Boss, do you know anyone in the Chen family?"

Tang Xiaobao was stunned.

Someone from the Chen family?

That Mr. Chen?