He Zhendong had borrowed He Lang's bicycle and left early in the morning to pick up his fiancée, but by noon, he still hadn't returned.
The whole family was getting anxious waiting for him.
Just as lunch was about to be served, He Zhendong returned.
His mother glanced behind him. "How come you're back alone? Where's your fiancée?"
He Zhendong gave a bitter smile. "It's off."
At this, the entire He family grew anxious.
"Zhen Dong, what happened? Wasn't everything already settled?" Uncle He asked.
"They said the betrothal gift we agreed on was too little. They heard our He Family spent 500 yuan on a bride before, so now they want 500 yuan too."
"..."
Xue Yue never imagined she would get dragged into this.
Uncle He's wife glanced at Mrs. He and also fell silent.
The room was quiet for a long moment.
