Shen Hanxing could not help but turn to look at Ji Yan. They had indeed prepared their monetary gifts. They were here to attend the wedding. They had to show proper etiquette regardless of the purpose for their attendace. However, everyone was used to mobile payment now. The red packets were in her handbag. What was Ji Yan looking for in his pocket?
"Here." At this moment, Ji Yan finally found a ten yuan note. He threw it and said coldly, "Congratulations. I wish Mr. Lu Shaoyang and Ms. Su Ling a happy marriage. May you have a child soon." The note swayed in the breeze along with his voice, and finally fell to the ground. It was such an eye sore.
Shen Hanxing pursed her lips to hold back her laughter. This note was like a slap to them. Shen Hanxing reckoned that Ji Yan had chosen the ten-yuan note because he did not have any smaller notes in his pocket.
