The petite woman's rosy lips gently curved upward, tracing the most exquisite arc, stunningly beautiful under the reflection of the graceful neon lights outside the window.
"That's good." A fullness of emotion welled up in Gu Jingchen's heart as he nodded slightly, sincerely looking forward to the arrival of that day.
"Wife, after we get married, we'll move to Cloud Water Building. It's your favorite place, and I've already prepared everything—I'm sure you'll love it. Also, according to Yun City's traditional customs, Grandpa said that even though neither of our families are short on money, it's still necessary to give a dowry. How much do you think is appropriate?"
Turning his head to look at the woman he loved, Gu Jingchen asked in a deep, resonant voice, his words imbued with endless tenderness.
"Dowry?"
Shang Xixia's dazzling eyes sparkled as she blinked. Clearly, this was the first time she had heard about this and felt a bit perplexed.
