Chapter 2 Why Apologize?(1/2)
"The Chu family in China, come and offer the betrothal gift."
The old man's full of energy echoed the entire hall.
Immediately afterwards, the old man waved his hand and opened the gift boxes in his hands at the same time.
"Dragons and phoenixes are auspicious, and I will give you a pair of golden silk phoenixes embroidered!"
Just when the first gift was presented, the whole house trembled.
A golden phoenix embroidered with thousands of golden silk jumped into his eyes.
“This…this…”
"It's really made of gold wire?"
"How much gold does such a big phoenix pattern cost?" Qiu's family widened their eyes.
In the trembling of everyone, the second betrothal gift was presented again.
"The sky is blue and waiting for mist and rain, I'm waiting for you. I'll send a pair of Yuan blue and white flowers!"
What?
Yuan blue and white?
"This must be an antique, right?" Wang Qiaoyu stayed there.
"Pick one in one million, give one million gifts!"
This ~
"Gift...gift, one million?" Qiu Muying was stunned.
However, this is not over yet.
After the three betrothal gifts were presented, a hot sports car was pushed up.
"The road is long, I'm willing to go with you. I'll give you a Maserati supercar!"
Every gift was given like a thunder blew up in the hall.
Until the sports car was presented at the end, Qiu's family was shocked.
Maserati? Supercar?
What a million, right?
"I'm going to go?"
Chu Wenfei was so shocked that he cursed directly.
The wind embroidery made of golden silk, the treasures of the Yuan Dynasty, the gift of blue and white, millions of gifts, and the super sports car in front of me, any betrothal gift would undoubtedly be hundreds of streets away from Chu Wenfei.
That feeling was like a slap on the face, Chu Wenfei naturally felt embarrassed.
But more, there are still doubts.
"What a huge family is this?"
"All these are for the daughter of the third family?"
The whole hall was silent.
The huge hall is silent.
The Qiu family, full of envy and enthusiasm, stared blankly at the priceless betrothal gift in front of them.
Qiu Mucheng felt as if struck by lightning, and was stunned for a moment.
She raised her head and looked at the old man at the door: "All these... are for me?"
The old man nodded, walked up to Qiu Mucheng and said respectfully: "We will not disturb you if you are given a betrothal gift."
"I wish Miss Qiu and Master a happy marriage!"
After the words came, the old man immediately took people away.
Behind them, only those priceless betrothal gifts remain.
A long silence.
Five minutes passed, and everyone present was so shocked that they couldn't say a word.
After all, who would have thought that the third family, the most cowardly family in the Qiu family, suddenly received so many betrothal gifts.
Who will give it to you?
"Ye Fan, are these... sent by your family?" Qiu Mucheng looked at the man beside him and asked in a trembling voice.
Even if she didn't believe that these would be given to Ye Fan.
But, besides her husband, who can give her a betrothal gift?
"Just him?"
"Where does a country bumpkin get the money to give such a valuable betrothal gift?"
"Qiu Mucheng, I think you're crazy about money."
"This betrothal gift is clearly for my family Yingying."
"Everyone heard it just now. It was a betrothal gift from the Chu family. Among the entire Qiu family's son-in-law, my son-in-law Wen Fei's surname is Chu. Moreover, the Wen Fei family has the financial resources to give a million gift."
"Wen Fei, is mom right?"
"You must have given these to you, so that we can all be surprised."
Wang Qiaoyu cursed and then looked at her son-in-law with a smile excitedly, Chu Wenfei.
"Ah...ah?" Chu Wenfei's mouth twitched, and his mind was obviously confused.
The previous betrothal gift of 180,000 yuan was given by him, but Chu Wenfei really didn't know about it later.
However, since my mother-in-law said so, Chu Wenfei simply admitted it. Maybe it was really my father who prepared it secretly?
“Haha~”
"Mom, you can see this."
"Yingying said before that she had always wanted to buy a sports car. Today, I came here as a betrothal gift."
"Yingying, do you like this million sports car?" Chu Wenfei said proudly.
"Um?"
"Is it really a gift from the son-in-law of the fourth family?"
"But the old man just now clearly said that he gave a betrothal gift to the third lady of the Qiu family."
Everyone felt a little confused.
"Wang Qiaoyu, you are talking nonsense."
"Your family's betrothal gifts were given just now, just 180,000 yuan."
"This later betrothal gift was obviously from our Mucheng."
"My Mucheng is ranked third. I just named him and said he gave it to the third lady. Of course, it was from my Mucheng. How could this be fake?"
The betrothal gift in front of me was as high as tens of millions. Qiu Mucheng's mother Han Li naturally argued with reason and must not let the fourth family greed for things like this.
"Um?"
"What are you quarrels about on a big happy day?"
"What kind of decent form!"
At this time, the majestic anger of an old man came from outside the hall.
Everyone looked up and was shocked.
Of course, the old man from the Qiu family has arrived!
Qiushui Logistics is a family business, and was founded by Mr. Qiu.
The Qiu family can be promoted to a third-rate family, which can be said to be completely pushed by the old man.
At Qiu's family, Mr. Qiu naturally has absolute majesty.
Now that the old man has arrived, the hall is quiet and I dare not act rashly anymore.
"Grandpa, you're here just right."
"My third sister's family is so shameless."
"I married a coward, and it would be fine if I didn't receive a single dime betrothal gift from the marriage."
"Now when they saw the betrothal gift Wen Fei gave me, their family was jealous and were making trouble, insisting that the betrothal gift was given to their family by Ye Fan."
"Grandpa, do you have to make the decision for your granddaughter?" Qiu Muying stepped forward and cried.
When Mr. Qiu heard this, he immediately glared: "There is still this?"
"Dad, don't listen to them talking nonsense..." Han Li also ran over and explained bitterly at this time.
To be continued...