Feng Yin carried the flowers and went up to the fifth floor. The live broadcast equipment only retained the sound part for the time being, and could not see the customer's specific information.

Find the correct house number and ring the doorbell.

"Who?"

"Hello, Ms. Zhang, I'm here to deliver flowers on an errand."

The doorcada opened and a scream penetrated the entire corridor.

"Wind Yin————"

Feng Yin protected the flowers with one hand and kept a steady voice.

"Calm down, don't blow off the petals."

"No, no, I can't calm down. Feng Yin, you don't know how much I like you. It's over, it's over, am I dreaming? I must be dreaming, otherwise how could such a good thing happen to me."

"How about you slap me?"

Feng Yin, who was standing at the door with flowers in his arms, said in a loud voice: "Tens of thousands of netizens testify that this is her initiative and has nothing to do with me."

"Ah - you're doing a live broadcast, aren't you? No, I'm on a live broadcast!"

"Can you sign for the flowers?"

"What flower?"

Feng Yin held up the flowers in his hand, waved them in front of the woman's eyes and said, "There are notes on them."

The woman looked at the familiar handwriting and said angrily: "I won't accept it! I want to solve the problem with just a bouquet of flowers. I'm dreaming!"

Oops, judging from the tone, there’s a story?

Incited by Feng Yin's Bagua gene, she obeyed her inner thoughts and asked: "Is there a story?"

The woman hesitated for a second and said firmly: "Yes, come in!"

Feng Yin, who was running errands, successfully entered the woman's house. The two sat on the sofa and let a group of netizens listen to the gossip, which satisfied the human desire to explore gossip.

"I have been in love with him for four years, and we are planning to get married this year. My family asked for a bride price of [-] yuan. This guy cried out to me about poverty and drew a pie for me. He said that the bride price will make our family life difficult in the future. To put it bluntly, After all, it's all my fault, he's a grown man and he's wronged him." Feng Yin roughly understood the dispute over the bride price.

I heard that there are many couples who part ways before this step, but after this step.

"Why doesn't he want to think about it? Our two families paid for the down payment together. After buying it, he and I repaid the loan together. My parents didn't sell their daughter, and they didn't make a big deal. It was within the scope of his family's affordability. , They really don’t ask for much, they just feel that they can’t let outsiders think that their daughter is worthless, and besides, our family also gave us [-] yuan as a gift, do I want more than [-] yuan?”

Is it too much?

To be honest, not much.

"This sixty-six thousand is just a formality. My parents don't want a penny and they plan to take it back to me as part of our little family. But before this part was even discussed, he was unwilling."

"I have seen through this man. He is willing to accept anything that is beneficial to him, and will not let go of anything that is not beneficial to him. Should this kind of marriage continue?"

The woman is really looking for answers.

"The betrothal gift is also called the betrothal gift. It is the man who comes to marry you with sincerity and ability."

"Ability aside, after all, you know what you like, just sincerity."

This is the answer Feng Yin gave.

"Sincere?"

The woman looked at the bouquet of flowers in Feng Yin's hand and faced herself with a sarcastic smile.

"After a week of quarreling, he only sent this bouquet of flowers."

"Feng Yin, I'll give you money for running errands and send the flowers back! This is the address. Please return this to him by the way."

The woman took off the ring on her finger. She felt a lot sad, but a small part of her felt relieved.

Feng Yin took the address and stared at it for a minute.

"The first one to be dismantled on Chinese Valentine's Day must be me."


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