"No problem, let me help you with that."
Old Song exhaled heavily and said, immediately helping his daughter take out a small bag.
"Alright, Dad, we're leaving now, bye-bye~"
Song Wanqing waved her hand.
"Goodbye, Uncle Song~"
Zhang Lingchuan also waved goodbye.
"Xiaozhang, wait a minute."
At that moment, Old Song took something unknown from his pocket and placed it firmly in Zhang Lingchuan's hand.
"Xiaozhang, take this and make sure to take good care of Wanqing on this long trip."
Song Wenqing said and turned away immediately.
"A red envelope? Uncle Song! Why are you giving me a red envelope!!"
Zhang Lingchuan was stunned to see a red envelope in his hand.
He hurriedly asked.
"Whoosh—"
But Old Song opened the car door, glanced at Zhang Lingchuan, and left.
They were both putting on an act, yet he still asked why he gave a red envelope.
Rest assured, if they truly love each other, he wouldn't break them up.
