Lu Bancheng lowered his head and glanced at the paper bag questioningly. Then, as if he had encountered something unbelievable, he lifted his gaze and looked at Xu Wennuan. Even though he was trying his best to control his emotions, some semblances of happiness could be heard in his words. "Nuannuan, is this a gift for me?"
Xu Wennuan remained where she was with an expressionless face. She showed no sign of wanting to talk; she just held the raised paper bag for Lu Bancheng to take it.
When Lu Bancheng saw her gesture, he hurriedly reached out, retrieved it, and impatiently tore it open. He suddenly froze, voicelessly staring into the bag, stuffed full of cash.