Chang’an Peasant Girl

"That's right." An Baobei quickly agreed, wanting to wipe the non-existent cold sweat on her forehead.

She was so afraid that her husband couldn't beat her father. Her father was a manipulator who could kill people.

An Baobei even said with a smile: "My husband also promised me to hold a Chinese wedding."

She still has some thoughts of Tianyun in her bones, and she hopes to get married wearing wedding clothes and a hijab like the girls in Tianyun.

Su Changyi ignored An Baobao's words. He just looked at Ning Zihan and said, "Eighty million yuan in gifts and a grand wedding are both indispensable."

Jing Jing and the others were stunned for a moment. They didn't expect Su Changyi to ask for 800 million.

An Baobei was also stunned for a moment, a little afraid of her father's majesty and said quickly: "Dad, is this 800 million too much?"

Su Changyi hummed again: "Eight hundred million is a drop in the bucket to him."

Ning Zihan said: "No problem." He has a net worth of hundreds of billions, and to him, 800 million is indeed a drop in the bucket.

An Baobao pulled his clothes and blamed in a low voice: "Husband, how could you really promise to give so much? Now that we are married, isn't your money my money? You can give me 800 million right now. I My body hurts.”

Ning Zihan comforted him: "It's okay, your husband will make money, and he can earn it back for you in minutes."

Baby An immediately felt so sweet that it didn't hurt at all.

Su Changyi snorted again, "Sure enough, the married girl threw water away."

An Baobei smiled and said: "Dad, isn't it good for me to be in love with my husband?"

Su Changyi snorted again, then softened his expression and said calmly: "Your dowry has been prepared for you at home. Your mother and I will give you a deposit of 6.6 billion, plus two villas and a manor."

"Mom and Dad, I love you so much!" Baby An couldn't bear to hold Su Changyi as her father, so she rushed over and hugged her mother.

Jing Jing only found it funny, but still said: "If you run out of money in the future, you can still ask me and your father for it."

Before An Baobei could speak, Ning Zihan said a little unhappy: "Mom, as long as I am here, the baby will not be without money."

Baby An is not only sweet-hearted but also sweet-hearted.

Seeing that Ning Zihan spoke harshly to her, but every word showed love and responsibility for her precious daughter, Jing Jing was naturally not angry at all and nodded happily.

Su Changyi's expression softened a little.

Su Haoyu smiled and said: "I am an old man and don't have that much money, so I just want to give you a dowry of 60 million yuan as a treasure."

Su Chengyu smiled and said: "Fortunately, I have made money in the bar in the past two years, but no matter how much I make, I can't compare with my brother. I will give you 100 million, plus a cruise ship and a beach villa."

An Baobei thanked them all.

The servants present listened and sighed in their hearts, it is great to have money.

Even if Su Changyi didn't ask for a grand wedding, Ning Zihan would still give An Baobao a grand wedding.

Even the TV station broadcast the entire event live.

As a good friend of Ning Zihan, Li Junlin naturally came to attend the wedding, but because Li Wutong was about to give birth and his belly was so big, Li Junlin was worried that Li Wutong would come to the wedding with him, so he didn't let Li Wutong come with him.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Li Junlin teased Ning Zihan: "Who said before that I would live alone in this life."

Ning Zihan glanced at him, "It happened hundreds of years ago, and you still show it, is it interesting?"

"Anyway, you slapped yourself in the mouth." Li Junlin was still very happy that Ning Zihan slapped himself in the mouth.

Ning Zihan only glanced at him sideways again.

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