Chapter 827： Happy New Year

When Zhou Meige said this, Ling Mengxi immediately took the plaster in her hand.

It's just that the action is a bit eager, it looks more like a grab.

Ling Mengxi looked at the silver box in his hand, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

She seemed to have imagined that the scar on her face was healed, and her skin was more tender and smoother than before.

She knew how severe the burn on Ling Weifeng's face was.

Everyone thought it would be disfigured.

However, after only a few days, all the injuries on Ling Weifeng's face healed.

This is simply enviable, jealous and hateful!

Ling Mengxi also asked where did Ling Weifeng's plaster come from.

But the answer disappointed her. It was sent by Prince Xi Gu, and it was specially developed for her.

This disappointed Ling Mengxi. If she could also get Ling Weifeng's plaster, she wouldn't need to be disfigured.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Meige actually gave her a box.

For the sake of this box of plasters, Ling Mengxi generously forgives Zhou Meige.

Then closed the door and started applying medicine.

Xia Chunlin didn't dare to embarrass Zhou Meige on the surface.

After all, now that Mr. Ling is upright, who would dare to make trouble in Ling's house.

Isn't this pure heart hitting the muzzle?

Therefore, the first day Zhou Meige came to Ling's house, it was pretty calm.

But when she was resting at night, being in the same room with Ling Jiang made her tight.

Fortunately, Ling Jiang didn't seem to be interested in her and threw her a quilt.

Let her sleep on the sofa.

Zhou Meige breathed a sigh of relief and went to sleep on the sofa holding the quilt.

That's good, it's a stranger.

In the future, we will have different things, and they will all be irrelevant.

The next day, Ling Weifeng was picked up by Han Ling early and went to visit relatives.

They went back to the Han's house first, and then went to the Xi Royal Palace.

Before going to Xi Royal, Ling Weifeng bought a bunch of red roses specially.

As soon as I saw Du Ruxue, I immediately sent the rose up.

Then, reach out.

"Congratulations on getting rich, bring the red envelope."

Du Ruxue, "..."

Feelings, this kid sent roses to court, just to get red envelopes.

She smiled and knocked Ling Weifeng on the head, then took out a big red envelope and handed it to Ling Weifeng.

Ling Weifeng was happy, and then ran to ask Xihuangzhen for a red envelope.

And seven more...

The reason is that she has not returned to China for six years and has to make up the red envelopes from the past six years, plus this year's, which is exactly seven.

Xihuangzhen can hardly laugh or cry.

This little money fan.

Prince Xi Gu just came downstairs when he saw Ling Weifeng doglegally asking for a red envelope.

He was leaning on the top of the spiral staircase, happy.

After a few people chatted for a while, Prince Xi took Ling Weifeng to his independent villa.

As soon as he entered the room, he took out a big red envelope and handed it to Ling Weifeng.

"Little Feng, happy new year."

Ling Weifeng smiled crookedly, then jumped onto the bed of Prince Xi Gu.

Take out all the red envelopes I received today and start to open the red envelopes.

She has a bumper harvest today.

Grandpa, grandma, uncle, aunt, and other uncles and uncles, cousins, cousins, and a lot of relatives.

All sealed her big red envelopes.

Who made her the youngest?

Prince Xi Gu looked at her like a little money fan, very speechless.

"You don't need money, how can you be like a miser."

"You don't understand this, you want a red envelope for the New Year, it's festive."

The main picture is the atmosphere, which has nothing to do with the money.

Of course, if there is more money, of course it is best.

Who would think that there is too much money.

"By the way, when I just came in, I saw a beautiful woman outside your door, why?"