It seemed as though the children had conspired together, because in less than ten minutes, Lin Feng's account ballooned by 400,000.
The last one was Xiao Bao, who transferred 50,000.
Xiao Bao wasn't as successful in her career or as financially independent as her older siblings, but she had her own allowance of almost 300,000. Her family never interfered with how she spent it, whether it was on shopping or anything else.
While other children in middle school were still asking their parents for pocket money, Xiao Bao already had everything she needed. Lin Feng saved the leftover money, thinking the children could use it to start a business or for something else when they were older.
Having received his children's monetary greetings, Lin Feng's mood pragmatically improved. Hmm, that's just how realistic he had become.
Even his parents noticed. "You seem to be in a good mood. Did something happy happen today?"
Lin Feng smiled. "I had a sweet dream."
