Whether he was generous or not was secondary; the main thing was that he had won all the three women's money yesterday, and Chu Qinghe was worried that they wouldn't have any money when they played mahjong tonight.
It's just a matter of transferring money from one hand to the other.
What defines a businessman? This is it.
Upon hearing Chu Qinghe's words, the three women's hands holding the red envelopes froze for a moment.
Qu Feiyan said quietly, "So, young master, you're being so generous because you're worried we won't have enough to bet on."
Chu Qinghe shrugged and said, "Not really, since the red envelopes are now in your hands."
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe spread out his hands and said, "I've given you red envelopes, but where are yours?"
Qu Feiyan is still young, so there's no need to give her a red envelope.
But Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue are adults, so Chu Qinghe's request for the red envelope was perfectly justified.
Both Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue stiffened slightly upon seeing Chu Qinghe's outstretched hand.
Clearly, the two women had never considered the matter of giving red envelopes beforehand.
However, after a few breaths, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue simultaneously raised their hands and unleashed their true energy.
Immediately afterwards, under the control of the two women's true energy, the red cloth that Chu Qinghe had originally laid on the plant in the courtyard was split into two pieces, each falling into the hands of the two women.
Seeing that the other party was behaving exactly the same way, both Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue frowned, exchanged a glance, and then snorted coldly.
Then, in front of Chu Qinghe, Yaoyue and Dongfang Bubai each took out a silver ingot from their money pouches, wrapped it in red cloth, and placed it in front of Chu Qinghe.
After giving the simple red envelope to Chu Qinghe, Yaoyue, who was standing to the side, seemed to have thought of something. She waved her hand again, cut two pieces of red cloth, and sucked them into her hand with her five fingers forming claws.
After placing a red envelope containing a silver ingot in front of Qu Feiyan, he took out a copper coin from his own purse, wrapped it in red cloth, and casually tossed it in front of Dongfang Bubai.
"Buy candy to eat."
Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes as he looked at the red envelope that Yaoyue had thrown at him.
With a slight lift of his eyes, Dongfang Bubai inexplicably felt that the woman in front of him was a typical example of someone who would climb the roof and tear off the tiles if not disciplined for three days.
After a few moments of contemplation, Dongfang Bubai sneered, unwrapped the red cloth that Yaoyue had thrown in front of him, took out two copper coins, wrapped them up, and threw them back.
"This is a reward from the leader of the sect."
This time, Yaoyue's expression also darkened.
Beside him, watching Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue arguing, Chu Qinghe found it amusing.
One is the Grand Master of the Yihua Palace, and the other is the leader of the Sun Moon Divine Cult.
Who could have imagined that two powerful Grandmasters would be acting so childishly?
At this moment, Qu Feiyan suggested, "Young Master, how about we have a snowball fight?"
Hearing what Qu Feiyan said, Chu Qinghe nodded slightly, then looked at Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue and said, "Want to play together?"
The gentle and languid voice immediately drew the attention of Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue.
It wasn't that she was interested in snowball fights, but rather that she was surprised that Chu Qinghe, with his typically lazy nature, would agree to let Qu Feiyan play such a game.
Meeting the gazes of the two women, Chu Qinghe chuckled and said, "Anyway, it's a holiday, so I'm just killing time."
After a pause, Chu Qinghe said, "Let's make it clear first, we'll all suppress our strength to the mid-stage of the second tier."
A snowball fight is only fun when the two sides are evenly matched.
Without any restrictions, given the strength of Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, what could Chu Qinghe and Qu Feiyan possibly fight?
Let's just stand there and be targets.
As he spoke, Chu Qinghe walked into the courtyard.
Seeing Chu Qinghe's actions, Dongfang Bubai said nothing, put down his wine cup, and slowly stood up.
Upon seeing this, Yaoyue let out a soft snort in her heart.
"Snowball fights are something only kids do."
However, just as the words left his mouth, a whooshing sound suddenly came from the side.
Upon hearing the sound, Yaoyue instinctively shifted her body to the side.
The next second, a snowball the size of a fist grazed Yaoyue's shoulder and landed on the steps behind her.
Turning his head to look, he saw Dongfang Bubai looking at him with a cold smile, and a new snowball was formed by the condensation of true energy and fell into Dongfang Bubai's hand.
"This woman."
Faced with Dongfang Bubai's provocation, Yaoyue narrowed her eyes and couldn't help but snort coldly in her heart.
The next second, as his body flashed and his hands flipped, snowflakes instantly flew from the snow on the ground and formed more than a dozen snowballs.
The moment the snowball formed, it shot towards Dongfang Bubai like an arrow released from a bow.
In contrast, Dongfang Bubai's figure flashed repeatedly, and dozens of snowballs condensed around his body.
Then, as the body moved continuously, the snowballs in the air kept intersecting and colliding.
Looking at the way Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue were having a snowball fight, and then at the snowballs that she and Chu Qinghe were each holding, Qu Feiyan couldn't help but lean close to Chu Qinghe and whisper, "Young Master, it seems like they're playing a different game than us."
Hearing Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but nod in agreement, saying, "Yes!"
After all, who can make a snowball fight feel like a machine gun?
As soon as he spoke, Chu Qinghe glanced at Qu Feiyan beside him, then lifted one hand to pull open the back of Qu Feiyan's collar and quickly stuffed a snowball into Qu Feiyan's back with his right hand.
In an instant, the icy touch made Qu Feiyan grimac and twist her body.
After clearing the snow off her back, Qu Feiyan grabbed a snowball and charged at Chu Qinghe.
"Young master, you're cheating."
"All's fair in war, but you brought this on yourself, so don't blame me."
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