Chapter 127 Don’t be angry, I’ll give you all my red envelopes
I found out that Qiao Bei doesn’t have a good alcohol tolerance, but he still likes to drink.
Shang Wujue was afraid that his sister would get completely drunk, so he hid the wine.
Qiao Bei looked around but didn't find the decanter.
She looked at the glass of white wine next to Shang Yaorong.
It's thatch.
It costs several thousand yuan a bottle, and she hasn't even tried it yet.
She licked her lips.
But before he could open his mouth, the bottle of wine was taken away by Shang Wujue.
Shang Wujue handed the bottle of wine to the servant, who took it to the wine cellar.
Qiao Bei looked at it eagerly, but was too embarrassed to ask for it.
Shang Wujue saw her like that and smiled.
The New Year's Eve dinner lasts until nine o'clock.
Shang Yaorong and Xu Jiaowan are both traditional people and want to stay to keep watch.
Shang Wuyan and Xue Ying took their two sons back to the villa where they lived.
After returning home, Xue Ying took out two red envelopes and gave them to his two sons respectively.
Shang Siyu saw that his mother had given the red envelope but his father had not yet given any, so he looked at Shang Wuyan.
Shang Wuyan rolled his eyes at him: "What for?"
Shang Siyu bravely asked: "Dad, you haven't given me a red envelope yet."
Shang Wuyan: "You are so shameless, and you still want me to give you a red envelope. Where is your dignity?"
Shang Siyu: "I'm not ashamed!"
Shang Wuyan ignored him and handed Shang Siao a red envelope.
Shang Si'ao took the red envelope and said, "Thank you, Dad. Happy New Year!"
Shang Siyu pursed his lips, looking very unhappy.
"Humph! I hate Daddy! Daddy doesn't love me!"
Shang Wuyan: "Who loves you? It's so corny!"
"I'm so sad!" Shang Siyu ran back to his room angrily and lay on the bed sulking.
Two minutes later, Shang Siao pushed the door open, walked up to him, and poked him twice.
Shang Siyu: "Ignore me, I'm very angry."
Shang Si'ao: "Don't be angry, I'll give you all my red envelopes."
Shang Siyu sat up suddenly: "Really, brother?"
"Well, here you go."
Shang Siao handed all the red envelopes he received tonight to Shang Siyu.
Shang Siyu took the red envelope without hesitation and chuckled.
"Brother, you are still the best to me."
Shang Si'ao: "You're not angry anymore, are you?"
"Well, I'm not angry anymore."
Shang Siyu held the red envelope and started counting it again.
Shang Siao shook his head helplessly.
…
Shang Wujue saw that Qiao Bei was drunk. Although he was not asleep, his eyes were blurry.
He walked over and said, "Sister, let me take you back to your room to rest."
Qiao Bei smiled and nodded: "Thank you, second brother!"
Shang Wujue smiled, helped her back to the room, and put her on the bed before leaving.
Qiao Bei was dazed and heard his cell phone ringing.
She clicked it without even looking.
Fu Tanxiu only saw the vintage chandelier on the ceiling, not Qiao Beiren, and called out, "Beibei?"
Qiao Bei whimpered.
Fu Tanxiu: "Did you drink?"
Qiao Bei: "I drank a little, just a little. I want to drink more. My second brother hid the wine."
Qiao Bei complained dissatisfiedly.
Fu Tanxiu curled his lips and smiled: "Little drunkard!"
I can’t drink much, but I still like to drink.
Qiao Bei: "It's not that I can't drink much, it's this body that can't drink much. I used to be able to drink a lot, and I like to drink white wine, but now I can only drink beer and red wine..."
Turns out he can drink a lot...
Fu Tanxiu smiled, thinking she was just drunk and talking nonsense.
But it should be okay to take this opportunity to ask some questions, right?
Fu Tanxiu cleared his throat and called out, "Beibei."
"What? If you have something to say, say it!"
Fu Tanxiu: "Do you like Fu Tanxiu?"
"dislike!"
Fu Tanxiu: “…”
"I think you like it."
Qiao Bei grumbled, "You think it's useless, but I think it's useful. I don't like Fu Tanxiu. I don't want to like him."
"Why?"
"He's annoying!"
"Why is he annoying?"
"He kissed me and flirted with me. I'm a normal person, how can I stand the flirting of a handsome guy? I would lose control."
Fu Tanxiu: “…”
He couldn't help but curl his lips and continued to persuade her.
"Does that mean you like him?"
Qiao Bei screamed twice.
"So annoying! I told you I don't like him, why are you so annoying!"
"Okay, okay, I won't be bothered anymore. Let me ask you, do you still hate him?"
Qiao Bei closed his eyes and replied, "No, why should I hate him?"
"He treated you like that back then, don't you hate him?"
"Oh, it has nothing to do with me. I wasn't the one chasing him back then. I don't hate him. I should even thank him for giving me a son."
Fu Tanxiu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of Qiao Bei's previous sentence. What did he mean by it wasn't her who was chasing him?
He continued to ask: "Do you want to date him?"
Qiao Bei: “No!”
"Why?"
"Being in love will make me lose my intelligence. I don't want to be in love!"
"How could that be? Falling in love is a very happy thing."
"Really? I haven't talked about it and I don't want to talk about it."
"Give it a try."
"don't want!"
Fu Tanxiu felt that drunk Qiao Bei was not so easy to coax, and his mouth was still so stubborn.
He had no choice but to give up and said, "How about I give you a red envelope?"
Qiao Bei immediately perked up: "Okay, okay! But you have to transfer it to my bank card. Withdrawing money via WeChat costs money."
Fu Tanxiu: “…”
"Okay, give me the card number."
Qiao Bei remembered his bank card number very clearly, and he blurted out a string of numbers to Fu Tanxiu.
Fu Tanxiu curled the corners of his mouth and memorized the string of numbers.
"Beibei, Happy New Year!"
"Happy New Year, Uncle!"
uncle?
Fu Tanxiu was very upset.
After a while, Qiao Bei seemed to fall asleep, and Fu Tanxiu could hear her even breathing.
He smiled gently and hung up the phone.
…
The next morning, Qiao Bei woke up and found an additional bank transfer information.
She clicked on it and was stunned.
Fifty million!
It was Fu Tanxiu who forwarded it to her.
No, how did Fu Tanxiu know her bank card number?
She opened WeChat and found that she had a phone call with Fu Tanxiu last night, which lasted 38 minutes and five seconds.
But she had no recollection of what she had said. Did she say anything nonsense?
She scratched her head, feeling a little annoyed.
It must be her who told Fu Tanxiu the bank card number.
She couldn't control her behavior when she was drunk.
At this time, there was another transfer reminder on the phone.
She opened it and found that Fu Tanxiu had transferred another 50 million to her.
At the same time, Fu Tanxiu sent her a WeChat message.
[Beibei, today is the first day of the new year. Happy New Year! I love you!]
Qiao Bei was so frightened that he threw his phone far away.
She was not scared by the 50 million, but by the last two words.
"Mad! Mad! He's crazy!"
Qiao Bei couldn't help but roar.
Xu Jiaowan pushed the door open and came in: "Who's crazy?"
Qiao Bei: “…”
Her heart was pounding, her mind was in a mess, and she stared at the phone she had thrown far away without saying a word.
Looking at her somewhat dazed daughter, Xu Jiaowan smiled dotingly.
"I asked the kitchen to make you some hangover soup. Have some."
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