Girl Grabbing Red Envelopes
What does it feel like to snatch red envelopes every day? Pure exhilaration! And what about being pestered by the nation’s most eligible bachelor every day? It’s invigorating! No, electrifying! When Shi Qingqing was so poor that she had nothing left but her underwear, a miracle happened—a magical phone fell from the sky! “Ding, congratulations! You’ve grabbed one thousand yuan!” “Ding, congratulations! You’ve snatched the nation’s most eligible bachelor!” Shi Qingqing: What? The nation’s most eligible bachelor? No way, I don’t want him! Anyone who does can take him away~~ The bachelor himself: Don’t want me? Let’s see if you still say that after I’ve had a taste of you… Highly recommended: Chenchen’s completed novels “Cunning Emperor, Hold Me Tight” and “Wicked Woman Captures Her Man: Gentle, Evil Emperor.”
Girl Grabbing Red Envelopes
Huaxia, Imperial Capital.
The streets were bustling with traffic, neon lights scattered across the city like a blanket of stars. The night scene remained unchanged, filled with the seductive melodies of nightlife.
Shi Qingqing emerged from the food street, her spirits weighed down by dejection.
She hadn't managed to recover her mother's wages. Her mother had been severely ill with a cold for several days, and now there wasn't even enough money at home to buy medicine…
That heartless boss had already withheld her mother's wages for three months and still refused to pay!
Shi Qingqing wanted nothing more than to overturn their night market stall…
But she was only a seventeen-year-old high school student—how could she be a match for them? If she made a scene, it would only backfire on her.
Patience—strategy dictates that if you can't endure small grievances, you'll ruin greater plans!
Ah, being broke is such agony! If only she could borrow some money for an emergency!
Every time she pictured her mother still lying feverish in bed, anxiety twisted her heart.
Damn it! If only money could fall from the sky!
Just then, with a dull thud, something hit Shi Qingqing squarely on the top of her head, leaving a swelling lump…
"Ouch! That hurts! Which bastard threw a brick from above?"
She looked up. This was a pedestrian walkway, with a park next door—no buildings around, not even a soul in sight. Did a brick just fall from the sky?
If she'd been killed, the
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