"As your betrothal gift."
"Okay, then I'll also prepare the most generous dowry."
Nian Shutong didn't feel the least bit embarrassed because Fu Yunhe from over there was pressed for time. The two quickly ended the communication.
"Not bad, not bad, Comrade Little River did a pretty good job this time."
Daodao appeared out of nowhere, faintly praising Fu Yunhe.
Nian Shutong had a smug smile on her face as she said, "Of course, he's my man after all!"
"Tsk tsk tsk! Really... not bad."
Daodao immediately changed his tune after exchanging an unfriendly glance with Nian Shutong.
Nian Shutong's mood wasn't just good; it was fantastic, and her whole person seemed to exude the sour stench of love.
Of course, it might also be the sour stink from the Hippo Beast on her that hadn't dissipated yet. It's strange how she tried so many ways, washing and rubbing every day, yet the smell still lingered.
