She had only casually mentioned it during dinner the other day.
How could that kid remember it?
After saying that, Meng Xici lowered his head and began eating his cake.
The cake had an Earl Grey tea flavor.
He rarely ate desserts, but the cake had a faint tea fragrance, so it wasn’t overly sweet.
After taking a bite, he subtly looked up at his father.
Meng Peisheng’s gaze landed on her, neither too heavy nor too light.
His light-colored pupils behind the glasses gave no indication of emotion.
Sang Miao didn’t ignore it, and she lifted the cake. “…Do you want a piece?”
To her surprise, he took it.
“What happened after you met the person?”
“Huh?”
Sang Miao: …Is he interested?
“Well, it’s actually… there are a lot of kids lining up in the store, wanting to take photos with him,” Sang Miao said, then changed the topic, “But it’s our Meng Xue, so it’ll definitely have a certain effect.”
Meng Xici almost choked.
Meng Peisheng lightly curved his lips, glanced at the cake she offered, and slowly took a bite.
Sang Miao had kept a piece of white peach cake for herself, while Meng Peisheng had the chocolate one, which looked a bit sweeter.
After a while, he calmly finished it.
Sang Miao couldn’t help but secretly smile.
She suspected that someone like Meng Peisheng probably never eats sweets.
Oh, maybe for a birthday cake.
Would he eat birthday cake, or is it just for decoration…
So disciplined, after eating something sweet, one must exercise to maintain their figure.
Even though he was turning thirty-five after the New Year, he looked no older than seventeen or eighteen.
Apart from his powerful aura and calm demeanor, he appeared quite young.
And from their encounters at the shooting range and ballroom, his physical fitness showed a strong background in sports and martial arts training.
“What are you smiling about?”
She had been lost in thought when, unexpectedly, she heard him ask.
Uh, was it that obvious?
Sang Miao quickly wiped the smile off her face and was about to say nothing when she saw Meng Peisheng point at his upper lip.
“You’ve got some cream there.”
She didn’t immediately react, looking at him with a questioning expression.
“There’s a bit of cream,” Meng Peisheng said.
Sang Miao instinctively licked her lip and then wiped it with her finger, smearing a bit of cream.
Meng Peisheng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her, then casually handed her a tissue.
His actions were so natural that Sang Miao froze for a moment before thanking him and accepting it.
Sang Miao finished the cake obediently and then said goodnight, heading back to her room to sleep.
After she left, Meng Peisheng stood up to return to his room, but not before gently reminding Meng Xici, who had been trying to minimize his presence, “Eat up and go to bed early.”
Meng Xici: “…”
Forget it, he’ll just go to his room.
On New Year’s Eve, the villa was filled with more festive atmosphere.
In previous years, Meng Peisheng would take Meng Xici to Hong Kong to celebrate the New Year, but this year, since his parents were in the UK, they skipped that trip.
The three of them spent the afternoon with Old Madam Meng, then returned for dinner, where Sang Miao and Meng Xici received big red envelopes.
Sang Miao couldn’t remember the last time she had properly celebrated the New Year.
A few days ago, she had decorated windows with Shao Ying and the others and hung lanterns on the tree.
Today, she decided to turn on the TV in the living room and switch to the Spring Festival Gala channel, immediately filling the house with a livelier atmosphere.
It didn’t matter if the show was good or bad.
what mattered was the atmosphere!
At the dinner table, neither the big nor small ones could drink alcohol, so they only had fruit juice.
Seeing that Meng Xici was content to stay at home without any desire to go out and party, Sang Miao thought, he probably hasn’t gone through the midnight celebration.
She leaned in a little and quietly asked, “What time do you plan to go to sleep tonight?”
Meng Xici gave her a confused look.
“I’ll sleep after ten o’clock.”
As expected, boring.
Meng Xici countered, “What time do you want to sleep?”
“I…” Sang Miao thought about it.
She couldn’t go to a bar and couldn’t stay up all night, so it was equally boring.
“I’ll sleep after watching the Spring Festival Gala.”
Meng Xici sneered lightly.
“The Spring Festival Gala ends at ten.”
Sang Miao felt a little scorned by him and started thinking about what activities she could do later.
She suddenly realized that, for adults who couldn’t drink, the night life was quite dull…
Seeing the two whispering to each other, Meng Peisheng’s gaze softened for a moment.
His voice was hoarse when he asked, “Do you want to go set off fireworks later?”
Sang Miao’s eyes lit up.
“Fireworks?”
“Mm, there are some in the warehouse.
I’ll have someone bring them out later.
We can set them off in the yard.”
“Sure!” Sang Miao nodded, abandoning the Spring Festival Gala in her mind.
For the first few days of the New Year, the city allowed fireworks to be set off.
After dinner, Sang Miao and the others went to pick out fireworks, choosing a few large ones, some fountains, and sparklers.
To her surprise, the selection was quite comprehensive, and soon the yard was filled with all kinds of fireworks.
Sang Miao was in high spirits. The two of them didn’t try to steal the fireworks from her.
However, Youyou habitually followed her, and Sang Miao, afraid it might scare the dog, moved it over to Meng Xici to hold.
When Simba saw this, it wasn’t happy and tried to push the dog away.
The two almost got into a fight.
She handed it to Meng Xici to calm the Border Collie.
But when the cat changed owners, it wasn’t too pleased, until it was distracted by the sounds.
Several fuses were lit, crackling with sparks. Seconds later, “Bang!”
The fireworks shot into the sky, bursting into a starry pattern.
Sang Miao quickly ran over to Meng Peisheng’s side, looking up eagerly at the night sky.
The fireworks burst one by one, like meteors streaming down.
Sang Miao couldn’t remember the last time she had seen such a sight.
Meng Peisheng, holding the silver-gray cat, glanced at its owner.
The light and shadows shifted on her stubborn profile, her frosty eyes glistening with a hint of childishness.
She seemed particularly happy today.
Meng Xici noticed her unusual behavior that night. It was rare to see her emotions so openly displayed.
He thought, so she really likes fireworks, huh?
Everyone working in the villa received red envelopes that night.
Before going to bed, Meng Peisheng gave Sang Miao and Meng Xici each a red envelope, and Youyou and Simba also got one.
Sang Miao widened her eyes
Wow, she got one?
And the cat got one too?
Meng Peisheng’s gaze was deep, his voice low and slightly hoarse as he said, “Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year~”
Sang Miao, who had received two red envelopes, was now truly sincere.
Not just a happy new year, she wished him a happy year all year round!
After Meng Peisheng went upstairs, Sang Miao looked at the two red envelopes.
The ones for the pets were essentially for her and Meng Xici, but the two envelopes felt thin.
Maybe Meng Peisheng was just giving a symbolic amount?
Thinking this, she opened Youyou’s small envelope, and inside was a thin piece of paper.
Sang Miao pulled it out and saw that it was a check. She glanced at the amount…
What?!
880,000?!
Sang Miao stared at Youyou in disbelief.
The little kitty had just become rich!
You’ll never be able to spend all this!
Curious, she looked at the small envelope for Simba in Meng Xici’s hand.
“What’s yours?”
Meng Xici didn’t need to open it to know.
He nodded, “Mm, it’s the same every year.”
It seemed to be a family tradition for them.
The pet red envelope custom was…
Awesome!
“Then, how much did your dad give you for your red envelope?”
Sang Miao became even more curious.
Meng Xici handed it to her, “You can look for yourself.”
In comparison to Meng Xici’s monthly allowance, Meng Peisheng hadn’t given him much.
Firstly, he was still a student and shouldn’t be overly indulged.
Secondly, all his regular expenses were covered by the family, so the allowance was just extra, and he didn’t spend much.
So usually, the New Year red envelope was the largest amount he received each year.
Sang Miao carefully took it, “I’ll open it now…”
She was afraid it might shock her.
The check amount: 1,880,000.
Huh? It didn’t seem as exaggerated as she had imagined.
She carefully placed the check back, then handed the envelope to him.
“Then mine won’t be…” Sang Miao said as she opened hers.
1,880,000 was a huge amount of money to just receive out of nowhere.
Wait, maybe hers wouldn’t be more than his.
No, Youyou got as much as Simba, so it wouldn’t be less than his, right?
Meng Xici watched her open the envelope.
They both looked at the amount on the check 2,880,000.
Meng Xici: “…”
Sang Miao struggled to hold back her laughter.
Seeing Meng Xici’s expression, she cleared her throat.
“Well, it’s not that much more… I’m, after all, a senior, right?”
You kids don’t need that much New Year money anyway.
Between her and Youyou, she suddenly had over three million overnight.
Though she might spend it all if she finds an investment after the holiday… but just briefly owning it was truly delightful!
Meng Xici, noticing her tail almost wagging with joy, couldn’t help but say, “You’re the elder, so why didn’t you give me New Year money?”
Sang Miao: “?”
New Year money? Fine.
She had a good time tonight fireworks, double red envelopes, her mood was excellent!
It’s just New Year money, she could afford it!
Sang Miao opened her phone to send him a red envelope, but then remembered there was a 200-limit on red envelopes, so she changed it to a transfer.
She typed three eights, hesitated for a moment, and stopped at that.
No, she might be poor in the future, so she settled on 888.
She confirmed the transfer.
Meng Xici’s phone beeped. He opened it to see that she had sent him 888 in New Year money.
888?
She had just received 3.76 million.
That was a million more than his!
Seeing his complicated expression, Sang Miao stretched out her hand. “Not accepting?
Then return it to me.”
“I’m poor, you know.”
Meng Xici quickly pressed accept.
…How come he never noticed she was such a money lover?
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