Shen Mingquan smiled, deeply gratified. It wasn't just because his son and daughter-in-law had thoughtfully offered to turn over all the red envelopes they'd received from relatives.
It was gratifying, of course, that others thought so highly of the young couple. But what was truly priceless was his daughter-in-law's rare and precious clarity—receiving gifts, yet never forgetting the principle that one shouldn't be rewarded without merit.
He, Shen Mingquan, had not misjudged her! She was the kind of person only Brother Xu and Brother Bai could have raised—self-disciplined, principled, and clear-minded.
From that moment on, he was truly at ease. As a father, he was well aware of what a handful his son, Xiao San, had been since he was a boy.
Ever since his son stopped asking them for money at the age of ten, he knew that he, Shen Mingquan, had a boy who could hustle even better than his old man.
