After Jing Hanchuan received the WeChat red packet from his father, he stared at the small group chat. There were only three people in the group chat.
Your Father: [Take the red packet, and buy something delicious for yourself. Your mother and I will go back after eating.]
Jing Hanchuan took a deep breath. Does he think I'm still in middle school? I'm also making money. He gave me two hundred?
Buy something delicious?
What a father.
"Sixth Master, where are we going now?"
"Do you remember the name of the dessert shop that the young madam of the Fu family brought desserts home from for me to try?" Jing Hanchuan wasn't in a good mood and wanted to eat something sweet.
"I remember. I'll set the navigation."
