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The money was no different from a hot potato in her hand. She could clearly carry logs and machine guns, but the red packets in her hands were getting heavier and heavier. It felt more and more strenuous to carry them.

However, the man beside her said shamelessly, "If I knew this would happen, I would have brought a bag with me so that I could put the red packets inside. When the time came, I could just carry the bag and go straight to the bank. How convenient would that be?"

Ye Jian was embarrassed. The Xia family didn't seem to care about trifles! Sometimes, even the old madam would joke with the younger generation. Her mentality was so young that she seemed to be 18 years old.