"600? That's quite generous!"
"This is nothing... Just wait till the wedding, it'll be even bigger."
"Is what Old Zhao said true?"
"Definitely. Let me tell you, President Leng is no ordinary guy; he always..."
The two maids were counting money. The news about Leng Lingxiao and Tang Xiaowan getting their certificate had already spread throughout the entire manor, and everyone had received a red envelope.
Because of different positions, the amounts varied; some received thousands, others just a few hundred.
Seeing this, Shen Yiming didn't react outwardly.
He thought to himself: Good gracious, everyone gets a share, and here I thought I was the only one.
...
Second floor, master bedroom.
Leng Lingxiao entered carrying a tray with a small pot and a bowl on it.
The moment he stepped in, Tang Xiaowan quickly put down her phone and hurriedly covered herself with a summer quilt, revealing only her head.
"Tangtang, did you fall asleep?"
