Yigol Novak looked up and down at Suri Drew: "Wifey, look at your figure and your appearance. No one can compare to you even in the city. If you were to go back to my hometown with me, you'd truly be like a fairy descending to the mortal world in my parents' eyes. Can a mortal like me really match you?"
"Suddenly, there would be a fairy-like daughter-in-law. I think they would be so scared that they wouldn't be able to sleep for days and nights. Do you believe me?"
"Wifey, don't worry. I'm already trying. Whenever I have a chance, I give them money so they can slowly accept the fact that I'm rich. Once they accept that their son is rich, it'll be much easier for them to accept a fairy-like daughter-in-law."
"Money can represent a lot of things sometimes. If I were really a poor young man, even if you truly fell for me, I wouldn't be able to be with you. There's a saying that poverty ends ambition, and I would have similar thoughts as my parents and lack confidence."
