"The money for these two red packets, pass to Mom to keep for you. When you are older, Mom will return them to you."
Having said that, ignoring Qiao Nan's response, Ding Jiayi started searching Qiao Nan's body for the red packets.
"No need, I will manage them myself." Qiao Nan was like a slippery loach that managed to escape from Ding Jiayi's hands with one twist of her body.
If she passed the money to her Mom, she could forget about seeing them again in her entire life. Furthermore, she had some use for this money.
"Dad, I have finished my dinner. I'll go back to my bedroom first!" With the mood in the family, Qiao Nan could not be bothered to watch the Lunar New Year evening show together with Qiao Zijin and her mother.
