At that moment, the light glowing in the beggar's eyes was like he had won five hundred thousand dollars. His dirty fingers pinched his own thigh. When he felt the pain, he slowly recovered. He was not dreaming; this was real. A fairy had appeared in his life asking to marry him with a large dowry. Are all rich people this crazy?
The beggar blinked several times but did not dare speak as if worried that the moment he spoke, the girl before him would disappear.
"Song Qingchun!" Su Zhinian's voice was dripping with anger.
If this was before, Song Qingchun would definitely be spooked by this tone from Su Zhinian, but now, she had nothing to fear. She did not bat an eye at Su Zhinian. She winked at the beggar and smiled brightly. "If you say yes, we will go register at the registry office first thing tomorrow morning."
The beggar was blinded by Song Qingchun's bright smile. He stammered, "Is this for real…?"
