Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

After downing two glasses of wine, the alcohol hit them. Their faces flushed with excitement as they hurried over. Marco released his grip on the suitcase, letting Shiloh's eldest brother pull it toward him.

They set it down and flipped it open.

The entire suitcase was packed with neatly bundled stacks of cash-each bundle containing a hundred thousand.

Their hands trembled with excitement. They had never seen this much money in one place before. The thought that all this cash now belonged to them made them grin from ear to ear.

Grabbing a bundle each, they kissed the stacks of bills.

"This is what I love most," the eldest brother said, his voice thick with greed. "The more, the better. The more, the better."

"Same here," the younger brother chimed in. "Let's each take ten bundles for now. We'll stash them in this suitcase and divide them up in private once we're home. Mom and our wives don't need to know just yet." The fewer people who knew, the safer they felt.

Truth be told, both brothers were a little henpecked at home. The money they earned from odd jobs was usually handed straight to their wives, who always insisted that as men, it was their responsibility to provide for the family. They understood that their wives managed the money for the household for their children and their future. So, they never protested, willingly turning over most of their earnings.

money was usually next

to stash

the payout, they'd

wouldn't dare go against

cash, life would suddenly feel a lot

"No one else can know. Just

brothers spilling the secret. If anything, they had more reason to keep

in one suitcase, so I'll grab another. That way, you can split it up. Eldest brother's clothes go in

a few old clothes I don't need, pile them on top of the cash,

these two suitcases myself. I'll tell anyone who asks that I'm giving you old clothes I don't want anymore. Then,

brothers nodded eagerly,

suitcase, this

"old" was a stretch-they had

too many clothes