Jane was still nagging away like a mother hen.
Luna Nash: [OK, I get it, I get it! Happy New Year, darlings!]
[#RedEnvelopesRedEnvelopesRedEnvelopes]
Jane's eyes widened in an instant. The moment Luna's message appeared, a storm of red envelopes rained down in their little group chat.
In an instant, Jane lost all desire to finish packing. She sat on the edge of her bed, her finger tapping furiously at the red envelopes on her screen.
That was Luna Nash for you—always so generous. Joy Fischer, not to be outdone, joined in. Though she didn't send as many as Luna, the *quality*...
Jane tried to count the zeros, but there were too many to keep track of. Between the tasks she had completed and the system's rewards, Jane had already saved up a fair amount of money, making her quite a wealthy young woman in her own right.
