"What did you say?"
For the first time, Yun Ming's voice held unmistakable hesitation.
The same person?
The brother and sister both liked the same person?
Even Atlas Douluo struggled to get his head around it.
He had lived for so many years. What hadn't he seen?
But this—he really hadn't seen this.
Had young people's relationships grown this complicated?
Tang Wuling's expression darkened by degrees.
Na'er, meanwhile, saw nothing wrong with what she had said.
"The one you mentioned to me before. The young heir of Universal Group."
At the mention of Lin An, her languid manner visibly changed.
Her eyes lit up, and a faint blush even rose to her cheeks.
"He's seriously gorgeous."
At the doorway, the corner of Tang Wuling's mouth twitched.
Gorgeous?
Was that the right word?
An'an was... beautiful.
On the other end of the communicator, Na'er went on:
"Anyway, after all these years, I've finally found someone I truly like. Don't you dare ruin this for me."
"And another thing."
She suddenly sat up a little straighter.
"You were the one who said Universal Group and Shrek could consider a marriage alliance. Don't go back on your word."
A terrible premonition rose in Yun Ming's heart.
"What are you planning?"
Na'er's expression turned serious.
"Bride price."
"..."
Yun Ming froze.
"What?"
"If I'm taking a wife, of course I need to prepare a bride price."
Na'er began counting on her fingers.
"When ordinary people get married, a number like 388,000 is considered lucky, isn't it?"
Hearing that, Yun Ming relaxed a little.
If that was all, it was manageable.
Shrek was short of money right now.
But it wasn't so poor that it couldn't come up with a dowry of 388,000.
Then.
Na'er said with utter seriousness:
"So I think 3.88 billion would