"Godfather, please have some tea."
Jin Baogen's eyes brimmed with satisfaction. He took the teacup, sipped lightly, and then smiling, helped Xiao Meier to her feet.
Applause filled the spacious northern grand room. Li Zhida congratulated him, "Congratulations, Mr. Jin, for gaining such a valuable daughter!"
The crowd echoed with congratulations, and for a moment, the room buzzed with extraordinary excitement.
Xiao Meier, moved to tears of joy, was even more surprised by what came next.
From his pocket, Jin Baogen pulled out an exquisite small red envelope, only palm-sized and not looking very thick.
He handed it to Xiao Meier, "Xiao Er, now that you have acknowledged me, accept this. It's a small token of my affection as a father."
Somewhat overwhelmed by the honor, Xiao Meier took the red envelope with both hands, her voice trembling slightly, "Thank you, godfather."
