"Hey, you wish, my sister-in-law is peerless."
Wang Shumei lifted her chin proudly and shook her head with satisfaction.
Lin Nianhe nodded earnestly: "I agree with that."
The two chatted away at the doorway for a bit before Wang Shumei dragged Lin Nianhe into their room.
"What's up?" Lin Nianhe casually asked as she sat on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs and looking at Wang Shumei.
Wang Shumei took an envelope out of her purse and handed it to Lin Nianhe, saying seriously, "I asked Xiao Lan what you guys gave to Aunt Li Juan before, and you definitely shouldn't be the one paying for that."
Lin Nianhe had brought cigarettes, alcohol, sugar, and tea to the Chen family's house, spending a total of twenty-six yuan.
To them now, twenty-something yuan wasn't a big deal.
Lin Nianhe didn't think much and reached out to take it.
But she felt the thickness was off as soon as she squeezed it, and when she opened it—
