Chapter 1092: Is That Enough Sweetheart

Ye Junliang felt that his younger son was too talkative, but since the topic had already been brought up, he responded perfunctorily and asked Nan Jiaojiao:

“Jiaojiao, what do you think?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave him a calm glance.

The corners of her lips carried a faint, ethereal smile.

It was hard to discern her emotions.

She looked at Bo Yanching and asked, “How much bride price are you offering me?”

“One billion in cash, half a billion in jewelry, all my properties, and 20% of the Bo’s shares currently under my control,” Bo Yanching stated, as if he had prepared these words long in advance, without a hitch.

“Is that enough?”

Nan Jiaojiao slightly raised her eyebrows.

She heard a collective gasp behind her.

Bo Yanching kept his gaze fixed on her, “If it’s not enough, I’ll give you my twenty companies in the Capital City, along with the companies and industries I’ve invested in over the years.”

The Ye Family members: “Hiss——”

Nan Jiaojiao slowly curved her lips, her eyes bright and clear.

Seeing her smile, he felt particularly at ease, instinctively ignoring all the obtrusive people around, seeing only her, and his voice unconsciously softened, carrying a few pampering notes, “Is it enough, my dear?”

Nan Jiaojiao felt goosebumps rise all over her body.

It wasn’t disgust.

He used to call her that.

Later, she threw a tantrum and told him not to call her that, and he stopped.

But sometimes, in moments of happiness, in the heat of the moment, he would involuntarily whisper softly by her ear:

My dear.

Now, the term seemed inexplicably tinged with a yellowish hue of flattery.

Nan Jiaojiao gave him a playful glare, “What if I say it’s not enough?”

Bo Yanching pondered seriously for a full two seconds, “Then I’ll continue to give.

I’ll go back and reckon my assets and give them all to you.”

Nan Jiaojiao casually asked, “If you give it all to me, what about you?”

“I’ll continue to earn for you.”

Even he himself belonged to her, so the money he would earn in the future would be hers as well.

She liked money, even though she was a little rich lady without a concept of money, pinching pennies even when treating him to a meal, and in the end, he had to foot the bill.

But as long as she was happy, others might not know Nan Jiaojiao’s peculiar love for money, but he did.

Just for this reason, he was willing to use money to buy her happiness.

Bo Qingshan was watching his dear Third Uncle from the side, feeling utterly disdainful.

A complete romantic fool.

He just couldn’t stand it.

When he grows up, he definitely won’t be like his Third Uncle; he wants to become a man of iron will.

Earn money while standing tall…

and then give it to Sister Jiaojiao.

But now he didn’t have that ability, and since he was here to support Sister Jiaojiao today, as the biggest precious grandchild, he couldn’t remain silent, so he deliberately raised his voice and shouted:

“Why aren’t you all saying anything, do you think it’s still not enough?”

“Clang!”

Ye Junliang’s cane slipped again, and the sound it made seemed to knock on everyone’s head.

One by one, they snapped out of their shock, yet were still in awe.

Glances shifted from Bo Yanching to Nan Jiaojiao, and suddenly Nan Jiaojiao’s image seemed gilded in their eyes.

“Enough, enough, enough!” Ye Junliang, excited, pushed aside his two sons and grabbed Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, “Jiaojiao, don’t be willful.

We girls can’t demand too much.

Since the Third Master is giving it to you, you take it, and grandpa will prepare another dowry for you, so you can have a grand wedding from the Ye Family!”

He gave Su Rong a meaningful glance.

Su Rong smiled, walked over, and took Nan Jiaojiao’s other hand, her eyes full of sincere affection.