"This is my lover, Song Ci. Song Ci, this is Uncle Lin." Han Zhan introduced Lin Chong'an to Song Ci.
Song Ci had a glib tongue and hurriedly greeted him as 'Uncle Lin'.
Lin Chong'an smiled so widely that his eyes narrowed into slits. "How obedient. Come, since it's our first time meeting, I prepared a red packet for you. Take it." Lin Chong'an took out a red packet and handed it to Song Ci, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Song Ci didn't take it but looked at Han Zhan. After Han Zhan nodded, Song Ci accepted the red packet with both hands and thanked him politely.
"Sorry for making you spend money, Uncle Lin." Han Zhan said.
Lin Chong'an waved his hand and sighed. "I've waited so many years for such an opportunity." We aren't afraid of giving out red packets, just afraid that we won't be able to.
Han Zhan then said, "I'll go visit Grandpa first, so I'll talk to you later."
"Alright, go ahead."
