It was just a matter of having her bring a house and a storefront as part of her dowry...
Heh, they could dream on!
The original host had worked herself to the bone for so many years, yet had only managed to earn two houses and a storefront. What right did they have to take them for free?
Even Su Xiaoni, that ungrateful wretch, wasn't entitled to own them.
She had put her through college and raised her to this age. That was already more than enough.
Yes, just let her get married. That way, she wouldn't be able to be with Ding Shaofeng anymore, which would benefit you and the Great Demon King as well.
It really wanted to see just how good this woman's life would be after marrying Wu Haishan.
Hearing 444, Su Qiao's face darkened slightly. "Don't mention him."
"In this plane, I'll just consider him dead."
Sigh!
The host was genuinely angry. It seemed the Great Demon King was going to have a rough time this time.
444 lit a candle for the Great Demon King, who had yet to appear, and mourned for three seconds.
Sympathy was one thing, but it wasn't about to poke a hornet's nest by trying to persuade the host.
Who told that guy to court death?
*
In one of the restaurant's small private rooms, the Wu Family sat around a somewhat old round table, waiting impatiently.
They had probably been waiting for quite some time. Everyone looked a little annoyed.
"Why haven't they come back yet? Did they fall into the latrine?"
Wu Haishan's younger sister, Wu Chunlian, wore a gaudy bright-red autumn outfit. Her hair was neither properly curled nor straight, and there was even a faint smell of something burnt.
Before leaving that morning, she had