C979 Iq 207

When he heard Wen Xi's question, Master Yung was prepared to take the white wolf for himself...

Taking the white wolf for himself? As he read these words, Yung Yuebai's sword-shaped eyebrows slightly furrowed. How could Nine be a wolf...

Since he was familiar with Yung Yuebai, Su Xian naturally knew that this fellow's IQ was terrifyingly high, but his EQ was basically zero.

For example, the last time at the bar, a very beautiful girl came over and asked this guy if he wanted to watch the stars in the room tonight.

How did Yung Yuebai answer? This guy shook his head very seriously. "I don't like the stars, I like the sun."

Damn! That girl is asking you out for a good night! What the hell is your focus on?!

Thus, in Su Xian's heart, Yung Yuebai's previously unreachable image suddenly collapsed...

Now, Su Xian could roughly guess with his toes that Yung Yuebai was not thinking about the "betrothal gift" in his heart, but rather Su Tang who was clearly a person, why did she become a wolf...

Forget it, forget it. After all, she would be his brother-in-law in the future, so he could help her.

Thinking of this, Su Xian crossed his legs. With a temper all over his face, he carelessly picked up the red wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I was just about to ask too. Our family has raised a silly girl for so many years. Yung Yuebai, how many betrothal gifts are you going to take to marry her?"

As smart and sharp as Yung Yuebai, he immediately knew that Su Xian was reminding him...

The man raised his head and looked at Wen Xi and Su Xi. "What do you want?"

Hearing this, Su Xian almost spat out a mouthful of blood and died.

Can't you just give me a big surprise and please my future mother-in-law and father-in-law? Do you know how the words "sweet talk" are written?!

Wen Xi and Su Xi looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

"What do we want? Master Yung will give it to us?" Wen Xi fiddled with her nails and asked casually.

"Of course. As long as I have it."

Su Xian only wanted to give someone a kick. Don't be too full of yourself. Didn't you see Empress Su's strange expression?

After being ravaged by his mother for so many years, Su Xian dared to raise both his hands and legs to swear that there was absolutely nothing good about it...

Just as this thought emerged in Su Xian's mind, Wen Xi's calm and clear voice rang out.

"If you want to marry Nine, treat the Snow as a betrothal gift."

Wen Xi said as she smiled faintly, "If we want real power, it is not an empty cheque."

His heart suddenly stopped. Su Xian poked his earlobe. Did he hear wrongly? What did his mother say just now...

He looked up at the man opposite him. He was sitting upright with a solemn face. There was no trace of ridicule or surprise on his face.

Su Xian rubbed his forehead and began to mourn for his sister.

Sigh, how could Yung Yuebai be willing to let the Snow be the betrothal gift? The silly girl would probably be finished...

"Alright."

Yung Yuebai stretched out his hand, his eyes serious. "Do you have a pen? I will give you the betrothal gifts."

What the f * ck... F * ck... Su Xian suddenly stood up and slammed his palm on the table.

"Yung Yuebai, are you stupid? Can the Snow give you anything you want? That's your country. Without you, you're nothing!"

When these words came out, everyone fell silent.

Suddenly, Su Xian felt something was not right. He suddenly realized what he was doing in the mud!

What he was pretending to be was a stranger who did not know Yung Yuebai. Once he got excited, he revealed the truth of what he knew.

It was over, it was over...

"Three Su," Wen Xi suddenly smiled. She squeezed her hands together. "I seem to have found something."

"Rustle..." Su Xian stood up and quickly ran towards the door. "I suddenly remembered that there are still some things to do. Empress Dowager, you guys take your time, I will be leaving first..."

Hurry up and run. If you run too slow, you will either have a broken leg or a crippled body... Empress Su would definitely be willing to make a move on the three of them, who were male and female, for her son.

"Three Su, come back here for me!" Wen Xi chased to the door, but all she saw was a figure that was getting smaller and smaller.

"Su Xian, if you have the ability, don't go home. Otherwise, I will make you lie in the hospital for seven days!"

Damn it, that familiar tone just now, that unfair expression, he must have known Yung Yuebai a long time ago... And they were quite close...

Wen Xi thought as she looked back at the man in the black suit.

Nodding his head, Yung Yuebai did not deny it. "Third Big Brother and I have known each other a long time ago."

"Yung Yuebai, you are really good. You kidnapped my daughter and did not even let go of my son." Wen Xi's teeth were chattering, and her smile was terrifying.

"Let's continue discussing the betrothal gifts," Su Xi started to smooth things over.

Hmm, even my son would not let go of these words. No matter how you hear it, it sounds a little strange...

"Uncle, I'll give you a pen." Su Yexuan walked over at some point and handed over a black pen.

Wen Xi's expression softened a little when she saw Su Yexuan, who looked like he was sculpted from jade.

"Grandma, don't be angry."

Su Yexuan sighed. Why did his mother push him out every time adults quarreled?

What if the flames of war affected him? Speaking of which, did his mother not like to watch a show? Why did she stop the war so quickly?

Forget it, forget it. He raised his head and his eyes were extremely clear. He smiled as he crawled towards Wen Xi's legs. "Grandma, is it the Snow that gave us? We have a very, very large piece of land. We can build a very, very big playground..."

Wen Xi was amused by the child's words. She said gently, "Xuan wants a playground. Let mom and dad take you to play tomorrow..."

"It is such a big place. If you don't build an amusement park, it will be a waste."

"This belongs to your aunt." Wen Xi rubbed the little person's hair. "You are still young. When you grow up, you will know."

After playing dumb and acting cute, Su Yexuan quickly landed on the ground and ran towards his father. Hmph, who said he was young? His father had clearly said that he was a smart person, even more terrifying than adults...

Wen Xi looked at the pen tip dancing on the paper in front of her and lazily leaned against the sofa. "Master Yung, if the betrothal gifts don't satisfy us, you don't have to come again in the future."

Her long and narrow eyes were lowered and the man's long fingers were clearly holding the pen as he continuously wrote.

Although his EQ was low, his IQ was 207.

According to Wen Xi's previous words, there was only one core and he was afraid that Su Tang would suffer along with him.

It could be proven that as long as the betrothal gifts were enough to ensure Nine's safety, then Wen Xi could rest assured that there was no possibility of him abandoning Su Tang...

As he thought of this, the man's dark red lips slightly curled up. The last stroke landed and drew a sharp arc on the paper before putting the pen down.

"Are you satisfied with this betrothal gift?" As he spoke, the man's index and middle fingers held the paper and slowly extended...