"Don't shout, he's not your brother-in-law."

Hearing Song Feiyu's shameless words, Song Zhenyu felt very embarrassed, so she corrected her.

Song Feiyu said to his sister: "Now I'm a boyfriend, and I'll be a brother-in-law in the future, it's all the same." After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Haoran, showed a deep smile, raised his hand slightly, and made a counting money gesture.

Wang Haoran understood, and was surprised at how shameless Song Feiyu was, but on the surface he said indifferently: "Isn't it a meeting gift? I came in a hurry and didn't bring it with me. I don't think there will be this, and it will definitely satisfy you." Smiled , smiled meaningfully.

Of course Song Feiyu couldn't understand the deep meaning in it, and he just thought Wang Haoran was telling the truth, so he couldn't help but look forward to it.

On the side, Tan Zhen reminded: "The meeting ceremony is second, the main one is the betrothal gift!"

Song Feiyu hurriedly said: "That's right, brother-in-law, I've talked to someone and I'm going to get married soon. But I'm short of a house, but my sister has no money, but brother-in-law, you must be rich. Look..."

"Haoran, he..." Song Zhenyu wanted to say something, but Wang Haoran raised his hand to signal, and planned to speak.

Wang Haoran asked Song Feiyu: "How much do you think is appropriate?"

"Eighty..." Song Feiyu said, thought for a while, and suddenly changed his mind: "At least eight million. Brother-in-law, your temperament is lower than this money, you must not be able to afford it, right? ?”

Wang Haoran said: "Are you sure it's eight million?"

"Yes, only eight hundred..." Song Feiyu was about to reply affirmatively.

"Wait a minute," Tan Zhen took over the conversation and said, "Fei Yu is not sensible. With your son-in-law's temperament, eight million is too cheap. Why don't you round it up, let's say ten million!"

"Yes, ten million, the whole number sounds better!" Song Feiyu agreed loudly.

The shamelessness of these two mothers and sons can be described as shocking.

The people watching the bustle at the door were also very surprised, and there were many discussions.

"My God, what kind of person is this? There must be something wrong. This is still a boyfriend, so I asked someone for a gift of tens of millions."

"After living for more than 30 years, the first time I saw this kind of person, my three views were blown."

"These two mothers and sons are purely insane."



The people who eat melons around them have relatively normal views. After seeing Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu's shameless appearance, they all criticized them one after another.

"Our family affairs, take care of your shit, go away, don't join in the fun here." Tan Zhen Sapo made a gesture to drive away the people outside the door, and then looked at Wang Haoran with a smile on her face:

"Son-in-law, what do you mean?"

Wang Haoran was curious about the lower limit of these two people, so he said: "Ten million, right? Are you sure you don't want to change it?"

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Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu looked at each other, couldn't help but gasped, and at the same time became excited.

It seems that the boyfriend Song Zhenyu is looking for is very rich, but he didn't change his face when he heard the 10 million bride price.

Thinking of this, Tan Zhenzi opened his mouth and said: "Hehe, good son-in-law, you heard me wrong, I just said 80 million bride price. After all, we plan to buy a house in first-tier cities like the imperial capital. If it is 10 million, we will also buy a house." If it’s less than a very good house, 80 million is almost the same.”

Song Feiyu also opened his mouth wide, and demanded shamelessly: "My car also needs to be replaced. It has been driven for two or three years, and it is already old. I have a new house, so how can I not have a new car. Brother-in-law, are you helping me buy a new car?" Let’s talk about a car, just the president of Maserati, it’s about 1.5 million.”

After thinking about it, he was suddenly dissatisfied, so he said again: "The president is a family car, and I think I need a supercar. Lambo or Ferrari, it's best to have one too."

When the people around heard it, the three views were shattered.

Wang Haoran couldn't help being startled for a while, and then smiled at Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu:

"Eighty million bride price is still too little, let's go straight to eight billion. Wouldn't it be more beautiful to buy a building as a new house?"

"As for the car, the family car will give you a Rolls-Royce directly. If it's a supercar? Just give it to the tens of millions, at least 30 million!"

"By the way, I will give you another 10 million living expenses every month, and give it to a listed company to make you the president!"

Hearing this, even the shameless Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu felt a very unreal feeling.

Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu wanted to confirm, so they couldn't help asking: "Brother-in-law (son-in-law), are you kidding me?"

Wang Haoran put away the smiling face on his face, and asked with a blank expression: "Didn't you guys make a joke first?"

Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu's expressions froze.

Song Zhenyu couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "Mom, brother, don't be ashamed of yourself, don't say that he is not my boyfriend, even if he is, you can't ask him for these things!"

Tan Zhen gritted her teeth and began to reprimand, "You white-eyed wolf, you turned your elbows outside before you got married. I paid for your college education, and now that you're doing well, you want to get rid of us. There's no way!"

Song Zhenyu said: "For me to go to college? When I went to college, all the expenses were earned by myself. When did you pay a penny?"

Tan Zhen said: "Then I gave birth to you and raised you. This is always a fact. Your brother asked you for a bride price when he got married, but you actually canceled the number, which made us have to go from the countryside to the big cities to find you. With you like this Your bastard daughter?"

Before Wang Haoran had time to speak, a mother in her forties immediately reprimanded him angrily:

"I've never seen such a mother before. Are you a human being?! Your son has hands and feet, so he won't make money? Why do you let your daughter look for a bride price? Let me ask you, your daughter is married, and you How much dowry do you give?"

Tan Zhen pursed her lips and said, "When my daughter gets married, it belongs to someone else's family. They have to give me a dowry. How can I return the dowry?"

As soon as these words came out, not only the mother, but even the other people present became angry, and their blood pressure soared infinitely.

Seeing the anger of the crowd, Wang Haoran said to Song Zhenyu: "Tell out what your family has done to you, and start talking when you are sensible, and let everyone judge and judge."

Song Zhenyu felt infinitely wronged in her heart, and after hearing this, she also began to narrate it.

The people around fell silent and began to listen.

After Song Zhenyu finished speaking, except for Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu who took it for granted, everyone else became angry and complained for Song Zhenyu, approving Song Zhenyu's act of canceling the number, and denounced Tan Zhen and Song Feiyu for being extremely shameless.

Song Zhenyu heard it, and the grievance in her heart calmed down a lot.

The words of the people around her were exactly what she wanted to say, but as Tan Zhen's daughter and Song Feiyu's sister, she had been patient.

Now it is said from the mouth of a bystander, which strengthens Song Zhenyu's mind even more.

She doesn't want to continue to be kidnapped by family affection and demanded by her family without limit. From now on, she wants to live for herself.