Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1187

Chapter 1187: Forced Marriage (52)

Looking at the items, Shen Fanxing sneered and turned to walk into the house.

At this moment, Jiang Rongrong came out. When she saw that the boxes in the courtyard had been opened, her expression changed!

At the side, the servants who had been watching from afar were attracted by this place. When they saw the cash and jewelry inside, they couldn’t help but gasp. They gathered around and craned their necks to look at the contents of the box. Low cries sounded from their mouths.

“Oh my G.o.d, so much money. Is this a betrothal gift for Missy?”

“But didn’t someone hire her not long ago? Why is she…”

“Didn’t those betrothal gifts not reach the old lady’s hands? She refused to acknowledge it!”

“Deny? What’s there to deny? What era are we in now? What does free love and marriage have to do with her?”

“That’s an excuse! This old lady is obviously trying to sell Missy!”

“This is really disgusting! I treated her so badly in the past, and now I even want to sell my granddaughter for money. This is simply…”

“Hey, what are you doing? Oh my G.o.d, you’re actually recording a live broadcast… Do you want to die…”

“Shh…”

When Jiang Rongrong heard the whispers, she trembled in anger.

“Who opened it?! Who opened the box?!”

She pointed at the boxes and roared. There was no dignity left in her.

The servants took a few steps back. Looking at her, they shook their heads and sighed.

“Whoever becomes her junior is simply unlucky!”

Shen Fanxing looked at her coldly and said, “What’s there to be agitated about? You’re the one receiving the gift. What kind of gift is this? Why can’t I see you?”

After a pause, she curled her lips and said, “Since you’re telling me about our Chinese customs, I have to ask you now. After accepting so many betrothal gifts, how much wedding makeup can you afford?”

“You still want my dowry?!”

Jiang Rongrong’s voice suddenly became sharp. “Didn’t I give you the dowry back then?!”

Hearing this, Shen Fanxing suddenly sneered and said, “You have the cheek to use the money you bought from me as my dowry? A betrothal gift of more than two billion yuan? Isn’t that our custom? You should at least give me a dowry that’s about the same as the dowry, right?”

“Dream on!” Jiang Rongrong gritted her teeth. “We raised you and now you want to settle scores with me?”

Shen Fanxing’s face turned cold as she said, “Don’t use the fact that you’re supporting me to manipulate me! The food and drinks of the Shen family belong to the Shen family! You’re using my mother’s hard-earned money to support a third party and someone else’s daughter! Jiang Rongrong, I think you’re better off being reasonable than before! I remember that you agreed to Yang Liwei’s proposal to give me the dowry! Even if I agree to marry that man today, you can forget about getting a single cent of the dowry!”

Jiang Rongrong was so angry that her body trembled. “That was in the past! That was in the past. Now, it’s a different story! I’ve officially accepted the betrothal gift! You have to marry me even if you don’t want to! As for the dowry, you’ve already received it!”

The past was the past, and now was the present!

In the end, she mentioned the ones she had received previously…

It was really not an ordinary double standard!

It seemed like she was determined to fall out with her with this sum of money!

When the old master heard Jiang Rongrong’s words, he gasped in anger and raised his walking stick to hit Jiang Rongrong!

“Ah!!”

Jiang Rongrong screamed in pain!

Shen Fanxing was shocked as well.

In her impression, her grandfather would never hit a woman.

Even though Jiang Rongrong had done many shameless things all these years, he had never hit her!

Shen Fanxing had never thought that after living together for so many years, she, who was already in her seventies, would hit someone.

She had never fought in her life, but now…

Jiang Rongrong recovered from the pain and looked at Shen Shanghua in disbelief. “You hit me?!”

“I… I can’t wait to kill you!”

Shen Shanghua panted heavily and let out a violent cough!

“You shameless and vicious woman! Do you know what the meaning of the dowry is? It’s a dignity given by the family. In order for your daughter to marry into the family, she won’t be discriminated against and bullied by her husband’s family! It’s the foundation for your daughter to hold her head up high in the family. You received the betrothal gift but you didn’t give her the dowry. What do you want? Have you thought about what kind of life Fanxing will lead even if she marries into the family?!”

“If she marries him, she’ll be a viscountess! What kind of life do you think she’s living? She’s living a luxurious life. Who can wrong her? If she thinks that she’s looked down on by others, doesn’t she have money? If she’s not more capable, why can’t she give herself a betrothal gift?”

“You…”

“All her things belong to the Shen family!”

As if she knew what Shen Shanghua wanted to say, Jiang Rongrong interrupted him immediately!

Everyone present was shocked by Jiang Rongrong’s words.

Was this something a human should say?

She must be crazy about money!

Or could it be that she knew that she couldn’t air her dirty laundry in public in her own house, so she dared to be so unscrupulous?

At this moment, Leisi, who had been standing at the side, reacted. He seemed to have understood this farce. His expression darkened and he stepped forward.

“Old Lady Shen, what’s going on? Can Fanxing and I get married?”

“Yes! Of course!” Jiang Rongrong replied without hesitation. “She’s my granddaughter until her death. Since I’ve accepted the betrothal gift, she’ll definitely marry you!”

Leisi smiled in satisfaction and looked at Shen Fanxing.

“Fanxing, don’t worry. I love you very much. I’ll definitely love you even more in the future. I’ll give you the best thing in the world. Marry me and I’ll definitely make you happy.”

Jiang Rongrong smiled excitedly and turned to look at Shen Fanxing, who wasn’t angry at all. In the end, she sighed and gave in.

“Fanxing, look at what Viscount Reiss has said. He definitely won’t let you suffer! She’s the Viscountess of Country Y and a proper n.o.ble lady. What’s there to be unwilling about such good conditions? It’s much better than those nouveau riche or gigolos, right? Although my words were a little harsh, I only said those words because I knew that you wouldn’t suffer in the future! It’s not like I didn’t consider it.”