Zhao Xi's words had moved Chen Gong for quite a while.
To be honest...
He really hadn't envisioned such a scene.
Looking at the 200,000 yuan check in Zhao Xi's hand, Chen Gong suddenly burst into laughter.
"That's a lot of money!"
"Are you trying to keep me as your gigolo?"
Zhao Xi rolled her eyes, "Uh, the prerequisite for keeping someone is that they have to at least be good-looking, preferably a pretty boy!"
"You're a bit lacking in that department."
Hearing this, Chen Gong couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"That's too bad!"
"Eh... I might as well give it back to you!"
While speaking, Chen Gong handed the check back to Zhao Xi.
"Keep it safe, that's your dowry. Just in case you can't get married later, this money might attract quite a few suitors!"
Zhao Xi was instantly annoyed, "You're the one who won't be able to get married!"
"Chen Gong, I've noticed you have quite the cheeky attitude!"
It was only then that Chen Gong explained, "Relax!"
