Zhao Luzheng realized how absurd his guess was, too.
Zhuge Yun had really gotten married, and he wouldn't have known?
"Where did you get that red envelope?"
Zhao Luzheng hurriedly changed the subject.
It wasn't even New Year's.
Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes, speechless.
"Third Brother."
Zhuge Yun smacked his lips. "You really know how to say surprising things."
Zhao Luzheng awkwardly touched his throat.
His expression turned a little embarrassed. "I just couldn't think of why you'd gotten a red envelope..."
The only thing he could think of was wedding gift money.
"If I got married, could you not be there?"
Zhuge Yun didn't know what else to say.
"Third Brother, what have you been busy with lately?"
"Don't overwork yourself."
"Haste makes waste."
"Look at your brain..."
"It's not working too well anymore."
Zhao Luzheng was at a loss for words.
"Enough."
Zhang Bo spoke with a smile. "You suddenly pull out a red envelope for no reason, so of course he doesn't know what's going on..."
Even so, no matter how much he didn't know...
That guess was still a bit ridiculous.
"Ahem."
Zhao Luzheng touched his throat.
He could only press him again. "So where did your red envelope come from?"
"You didn't buy it yourself, did you?"
Could it be some kind of special red envelope?
A flash of inspiration came to Zhao Luzheng.
He tilted his head, trying to get a better look at the red envelope in Zhuge Yun's hand.
Did it have some special pattern or writing on it?
"Of course not."
Zhuge Yun rolled his eyes.
"Why would I buy a red envelope for no reason?"
Zhao Luzheng got a good look.
It was just an ordinary red envelope.
There was nothing