Song Wenyu took her ID card to the hotel and booked a room. There was still an hour before the agreed time, so she took a shower first.
I feel much better after taking a shower and my mood is much better.
The appointed time was coming soon, so she changed into clothes and went to the West Island Cafe to wait for someone.
Not long after, Lu Zhao walked in.
Wearing a black suit, he has a slim waist and long legs, and has an elegant temperament. He attracted a lot of attention as soon as he appeared.
Song Wenyu saw him, stood up and said hello, "Mr. Lu."
"Sit." Lu Zhao sat on the sofa, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
Song Wenyu sat down and was about to drink water when he heard his question and replied: "No, I just arrived."
Lu Zhao said directly without saying a word: "I can give you the three hundred thousand dowry you requested. What is your dowry?"
His expression was unpredictable, which made Song Wenyu feel that he looked at her with contempt, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
She also knew that the gift of three hundred thousand was not a small amount, and she had agreed with him before that the gift would be ninety-eight thousand.
But he went back on his promise and doubled the betrothal gift the next day.
If I were to be asked like this, I wouldn't feel comfortable.
What makes her even more embarrassed is that she has no dowry.
She now has nothing but a box of clothes and shoes.
Although these words were difficult to say, she still wanted to make it clear to him.
If he couldn't accept it, forget it and she would think of another way.
"I...I will pay for the living expenses for the next three years, and I will cover all the housework for the next three years."
Lu Zhao leaned back on the sofa and looked at her with a half-smile, "I'm not looking for a nanny."
In front of the old man, she told him that the betrothal gift was 98,000 yuan, but then she turned around and asked him for a 300,000 yuan gift, one thing to his face and another behind his back.
But the old man really fell in love with her and was really deceived by her, thinking that she was a warm-hearted and simple girl.
The old man probably didn't expect that she would be so scheming.
This woman wanted to take away three hundred thousand from him, but she planned to get nothing.
The look in his eyes made Song Wenyu feel ashamed, "If you don't agree, forget about it.
Sorry for wasting your time. "
The sarcasm in Lu Zhao's eyes became more obvious. Was she threatening him?
Because she knows that the old man likes her, so she thinks she can control him?
The corner of Lu Zhao's mouth curved slightly in a sarcastic arc, "I can give you three hundred thousand, and during this period you have to hide our affairs from grandpa and take good care of grandpa."
Three hundred thousand is a drop in the bucket to him. If it can make the old man happy, marrying her is not a bad idea.
Song Wenyu thought he would refuse, but she didn't expect that he would agree. This made her not know what to say.
Not long after, her phone vibrated. She took it out and saw that it was Lu Zhao's transfer information, and it was really 300,000 yuan transferred to her.
Lu Zhao stood up and looked at her condescendingly, "Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning to get the certificate."
Song Wenyu was stunned again. He was in a hurry to get the certificate tomorrow, but he had already collected the money. If he refused, it would seem like he was cheating on the marriage.
"good."
"I will be quite busy recently, so I won't hold a wedding for now."
Song Wenyu was a little disappointed when he heard this.
She wanted her grandma to see her in her wedding dress.
But since it was his request, she had no choice but to agree.
By accepting such conditions, she was already at a disadvantage and had no right to bargain with him.
"Okay, but I have a request. Can you come with me to meet my grandma?"
Since he was married, it was natural to meet his parents. Lu Zhaolu thought about it and agreed, "Okay."
Song Wenyu breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he was willing to go to the hospital with her, grandma would be relieved to see him.
"Then I'll see when it's convenient for both sides, and I'll tell you then."
"Can."
After the matter was settled, Lu Zhao left.
Song Wenyu looked at her phone. There were very few records of her chat with Lu Zhao, and the transfer record was particularly conspicuous.
She took the money and took a deep breath.
Now that she has decided to get married, regardless of whether she has feelings or not, she has to live her life well.
She picked up her bag and was about to leave, when she suddenly remembered that she had something important to say.
