Chapter 130: That Wealthy Group?

Then, the red envelopes made their rounds. Everyone, from the adults to the children, received one, with the exception of Shi Yufen and Shi Qingqing.

It turned out that when Old Madam Mei spoke of "everyone," she did not include Shi Qingqing and her mother.

Seeing the atmosphere growing more spirited, Shi Weifang proposed, "Mother, I’ve been looking into a building materials market lately and want to open a small company. My capital is a bit short... I was wondering if you could support me..."

Before he could finish, Shi Yuzhen interjected, "Mother, our De-dong also wants to start a promising project, but the startup capital isn't enough either..."

The two families, who had been all smiles and harmony just a moment ago, immediately turned against each other the moment money was mentioned.

So, this was the reason for all the flattering of Old Madam Mei and the expensive gifts. For many years, these two families had been engaged in a bitter rivalry, all to get their hands on the remaining fortune controlled by the old woman.

Shi Yuzhen, though a daughter married out of the family, had ensured that both of her daughters took the Shi surname, all in the hope that Old Madam Mei’s will would eventually grant Shi Huihui and Shi Xiaoxiao a share of the family inheritance.

As the two families began to bicker, only Shi Yufen remained calm; she had long since been stripped of her inheritance rights. Having been kicked out of the house years ago with nothing to her name, she was used to it.

Shi Qingqing rubbed her belly. Fortunately, she had eaten quickly and was already full. Since the two families didn't look like they would finish arguing anytime soon, and there was nothing left for her to do here, she decided to slip out for some fresh air.

She might as well check if there were any red envelopes to snatch. This was a high-end hotel, after all, and the people coming and going were all either wealthy or powerful. If anyone were sending out red envelopes, they would likely be quite generous.

Shi Qingqing hunched her shoulders and snuck out of the Longevity Hall.

Stepping out through the back door of the hotel, she found a pleasant recreational lawn. It was nearly dark now, and the landscape lights on the grass cast a soft, eerie glow. The night view was lovely.

There happened to be a rattan swing for two nearby, and Shi Qingqing climbed onto it. Having eaten her fill, finding a quiet, pleasant spot to listen to the soothing background music while grabbing red envelopes—it was pure bliss.

"Searching for nearby red envelope groups, please wait... Would you like to join the 'Four Young Masters Chat Group'?"

Huh?

Shi Qingqing’s eyes lit up. Was this the same group of rich elites she had joined that first time?

Join.

In the next second, she entered the group. A glance confirmed it was indeed the same one—exactly the same.

There were over a dozen people: Young Master Zhan, Young Master Shen, Young Master Gu, Young Master Rong, Little Sister, Mo Liancheng, and others...

While Shi Qingqing was marveling at this, a red envelope appeared in the group.

It was a password-style red envelope.

[Young Master Zhan, I saw Wang Yingying today. What a great beauty!] — Young Master Rong.

Shi Qingqing snatched it...

"Red Envelope Hero" won 58.00 yuan.

The total amount was 100 yuan, split into five shares. Shi Qingqing had hit the "Luck King" jackpot.

The wealthy were just that extravagant; even a casual red envelope was never less than 100 yuan. All five shares were snatched up in an instant.

Shi Qingqing waited quietly for the next one. Why was she able to reconnect to the Four Young Masters Chat Group? Could it be that someone from the group was currently in her vicinity?

And this Young Master Rong—what was with that cheeky tone? Could this Wang Yingying be the same one she knew?

Another password-style red envelope popped up.

[Haven't seen Sister Yingying in so long! Miss her~] — Little Sister.

She snatched it again.

This time, she got 20.00 yuan...

Not bad, Shi Qingqing thought, encouraging herself. *Heh heh.*

Suddenly, someone chimed in out of the blue.

Young Master Zhan: [Voice Message]