I have ten trillion licking dog gold

When Fang Qing opened her eyes, sunlight had already bathed the bedding, and a fragrance that didn't belong to her lingered in the air.

But there was nothing beside him.

Only a few strands of her jet-black hair remained.

Ugh.

Irresponsibility is also a consistent pattern.

Although I felt quite uncomfortable in the first half of the night, thankfully I wasn't disturbed in the second half.

get up.

I stepped out of the bedroom to wash up.

"Xiao Li is gone."

Pan Hui told her daughter, "She said she didn't want us to disturb your rest, so we didn't wake you up."

Fang Qing hummed in agreement.

Although I went to bed very late last night, how could I not feel the sound of my partner getting up when we shared a blanket?

It is said that the four ironclad bonds between men are: fighting together, studying together, sharing the spoils together, and visiting prostitutes together.

What about the woman?

Does sleeping together count?

"Mom will make you some noodles."

After washing up, Fang Qing sat down at the dining table. Pan Hui had just finished making the noodles when Fang Weiguo, who had also bought groceries, pushed open the door and came in.

Wealth, power, and fame are all insignificant compared to the ordinary daily life.

So what is the true meaning of life?

She probably does feel a little envious of herself.

"Get up."

Fang Weiguo handed the dishes to his wife, and then said to his daughter, "Xiao Li is busy with work, so we can't ask her to stay."

"We've eaten, given her the red envelope, why keep her around?"

Fang Qing replied casually, picked up her chopsticks, and took out a freshly cooked egg noodle dish.

"...How can you say that?"

The couple were left speechless, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Qingqing, did you go to bed very late last night?"

Pan Hui hadn't had time to take off her apron. She looked at her daughter cautiously and tentatively asked, "Mom thinks I heard you talking last night."

Oops.

I forgot that the soundproofing in my house isn't very good.

It's almost a dilapidated building, so we can't expect too much.

"Yeah, we chatted for a while."

Fang Qing didn't deny it, answering while eating noodles, maintaining an unwavering stance.

There's no need to be too nervous. Even if the soundproofing isn't great, it's still a concrete wall, not a wooden board. Unless you're eavesdropping right next to the wall, you shouldn't be able to hear the conversation clearly.

My parents certainly wouldn't be that bored.

"You're not just chatting, are you?"

Fang Weiguo interjected, his words carrying a veiled meaning: "The sound is a bit loud."

Actually, it wasn't just the two kids; the two old folks didn't sleep well last night either. As people get older, their sleep becomes lighter. After being woken up by the noise from next door, they listened carefully and were sure it wasn't just a simple chat, but they didn't want to disturb them.

"Did you think we were arguing?"

Fang Qing used a strategy of retreat to advance, swiftly turning the tables and leaving the couple speechless. They looked at each other, speechless.

"Dad, Mom, aren't you thinking too superficially about her?"

Fang Qing suddenly smiled and said, "Would someone like her solve problems by arguing?"

"Hmm, this girl is quite extraordinary."

Fang Weiguo nodded unconsciously, "People from different places are indeed vastly different."

Pan Hui didn't delve into what exactly happened between the two children last night, just as she and Lao Fang had simply listened silently without interfering.

What's the point of getting a clear answer?
Can they help solve this?

"Qingqing, you should still give them a call, check in, and ask if they've set off yet. It's just polite."

"Ah."

Without any hesitation, Fang Qing immediately put down her chopsticks, took out her phone, and dialed a number.

"You're awake? I thought you were going to sleep until noon."

When the call was connected, the voice on the other end was light and relaxed.

"Have you set off yet?"

Under her parents' watchful eyes, Fang Qing spoke naturally, as if they hadn't argued the night before.

"Not yet. Waiting for the flight." Given the size of Shacheng Airport, the number of flights per day is limited.

"You should get yourself a private jet."

Fang Qing teased.

The other party chuckled, "Hmm, this suggestion is worth considering. I'll apply to the group when I get back, and the core management team can enjoy it."

I wonder if her position as general counsel counts as part of the core leadership?

"Bon Voyage."

"I left a gift for the baby under her pillow, consider it a small token of our greeting."

Fortunately, speakerphone was not on.

But how could you possibly turn on speakerphone?

Fang Qing remained calm and unperturbed, saying, "So polite?"

“One thing at a time. Even if you disagree, I’m still going to give it to you.”

"Thanks then."

You're welcome!

Fang Qing put down her phone.

"Have they left?"

Pan Hui asked.

"Waiting for the flight at the airport."

Fang Qing didn't rush to find a gift. She picked up her chopsticks again, but her thoughts started to wander. They had driven back from Jiangcheng together, and she hadn't seen the other person prepare any special gifts.

"Do you think we'll ever see that girl again?"

Fang Weiguo asked his wife.

This question has many implications.

Pan Hui was stunned and had no way to respond.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Fang Qing returned to the bedroom, closed the door, walked to the bedside, and climbed into bed.

When she lifted the other person's pillow, she was completely dumbfounded.

What a festive touch of red!

No wonder she didn't notice.

What gift did you prepare for the baby?
It's clearly the red envelope my mother gave out last night!

They didn't even change the cover!

While red envelopes are always given and received, this is unusual. At least replace "Wishing you prosperity" with "May you have great fortune and luck," right?

Fang Qing couldn't hold back. Instead, she took out her phone and dialed again, immediately launching into a barrage of questions: "How dare you?"

"what happened?"

"Don't you know any manners? In Qingdao, can you take back gifts that others bring unopened?"

Li Shurui suddenly realized.

Although customs vary from region to region, some rules remain the same.

"Can't you have some professionalism? You're getting angry without even knowing the facts. Did you even open the door? Even if you're pregnant, you can't be this unreasonable!"

Fang Qing frowned, but didn't continue to lash out. She held her phone in one hand and picked up the red envelope with the other.

The thickness is the same.

However, out of professional ethics, she still carefully opened the red envelope with one hand, and then...

"It's fun, isn't it?!"

She angrily rebuked again.

"Ah~"

He sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Turn the red envelope over."

Fang Qing's pupils constricted slightly, but she continued to do as instructed. The moment the red envelope was turned over, with the seal facing down...

"clang--"

With a flash of light, a coin fell out of the red envelope, landed on the ground, bounced, and spun.

The person who gave the gift on the other end of the phone seemed to hear the conversation and chuckled, "You don't mind, do you?"

Fang Qing's emotions subsided like the tide.

Although there was only one extra dollar in the red envelope.

However, 10001 and 10000 have completely different meanings.

"The flight has arrived, I'm boarding now. See you later, Fang Qing."

The call has ended.

Fang Qing slowly put down her phone, her gaze shifting downwards. The coin on the ground was still spinning with a "ringing" sound. (End of Chapter)