Ding Huizhu took a deep breath and whispered to Butler Wu, "There are still guests at home... Have someone keep an eye on that side, and whatever you do, don't let her come back!"

"If anyone from next door comes over, we stop them and pretend we don't know them!"

After thinking about it, he was still worried. He could stop Xie Li, but he couldn't stop Xie Yunqiu. When Xie Yunqiu and Jiang Baili came back later, they would definitely bring up Xie Li in front of everyone.

"Fine, have Shiyou secretly take some men next door and bring Xie Li back to me!"

"Don't go through the front door, go through the back door!"

Xie Zian, who had already planned to leave, frowned slightly upon hearing these words.

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Xie Li also felt that Grandpa Xu's group of relatives and friends were very similar to some of the nouveau riche in their village.

This generous and magnanimous style seems familiar.

"You're too kind, but I can't accept these," Xie Li politely declined. "I'm only in high school now, there's no need for that..."

"Young Miss is truly frugal and of noble character!" someone exclaimed, moved to tears.

Xie Li: "..."

"But we still have to accept the gifts and red envelopes. You got into Linjiang No. 1 Middle School, which makes the Xu family proud."

Xie Li: "..."

Her surname is Xie, so how did that make Old Xu's family proud? Xie Li couldn't understand where the genuine emotion and relief from these grandfathers and uncles came from.

She only knew that one should not accept something without merit, and that one should not accept things from others casually.

The debts she owes will have to be repaid sooner or later, and she doesn't want to bear so much debt at such a young age.

"You can take the red envelopes back." Xie Li thought for a moment, "I appreciate the sentiment, really, thank you!"

Regardless, the group showed her great kindness, which she could tell, and she was very grateful for it.

The group of people looked at each other blankly, and the atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Everyone was thinking: Oh no, the young lady isn't accepting gifts!

Finally, Luo Zhihan spoke up, "Please accept the red envelope. It's only a few hundred yuan, just a small token of everyone's appreciation."

After Luo Zhihan finished speaking, he glanced at Old Master Xu.

In the afternoon, Butler Xu had already informed everyone that they could prepare a red envelope with a few hundred or a thousand yuan as a small token of appreciation for the younger generation.

That way, the young lady won't feel any guilt when she accepts it.

But at this moment, starting with Grandpa Xu, the eyes of the other old men began to dart around nervously. Several of them nervously tried to take the red envelopes back.

Clearly, none of these people listened to what Butler Xu said.

Xie Li agreed with Luo Zhihan's opinion. It was acceptable to accept such auspicious red envelopes, since it would be impolite to refuse someone's kindness.

But something feels off about holding a few red envelopes in my hand.

"Haha, it's just a bank card, there's not much money in it." Someone immediately recognized it as their red envelope.

"Just, just one thousand yuan!" In his haste, he quickly gave a number.

Xie Li said "Oh," indicating that it was alright, and said earnestly, "Thank you, Uncle."

The other person responded happily, rubbing their hands excitedly, "Miss is so lively and energetic."

He secretly thought to himself that he needed to quickly find a way to contact the bank and transfer all the money out of this card, rounding off a few zeros.

The other red envelopes were all similar, containing bank cards. Only Luo Zhihan's red envelope contained eight hundred yuan.

Xie Li held several bank cards, feeling something was off. Did they really need a bank card for a thousand yuan? She just couldn't understand these people's logic.