Beichen Rui pursed his lips, handed the bouquet to someone beside him, rolled up his sleeves, and began to work. Seeing the boss in action, Mo Han and Xu Kun couldn't just stand by, so they reluctantly joined in.
After a hundred push-ups, the three of them were flushed in the face, with a fine layer of sweat on their foreheads. Afraid that Gong Shaoyu would come up with something else, Mo Han took out the red envelopes he had prepared earlier and stuffed them through the door gap.
Jingxi found a bag from somewhere. Whenever a red envelope was passed, he would put it into the bag contentedly. Soon, all the red envelopes were used up, but there was still no intention of opening the door inside.
"Young Master Chen, if you want to marry Xinluo, say 'I love you' out loud. Declare your love to the bride, and maybe if she's in a good mood, she'll let you in."
Come on... Is letting someone in really dependent on mood?
