"The day you marry me again, I'll give it to you. Did I say that if I take the money back, I wouldn't give it to you?"
Lin Xinlan felt a surge of irritation, the more he spoke, the more embarrassed she felt.
"Stop talking, I don't want the money anymore, keep it for yourself!"
"That's not acceptable, you must take it, you dare not!" Rong Shaoze said angrily, as if Lin Xinlan's refusal of his money was akin to rejecting him as a person.
"I don't want it!" Lin Xinlan's stubborn nature kicked in, and once it did, not even ten oxen could drag it back.
Especially when she felt embarrassed, her stubbornness became terrifying.
"You have to take it whether you want to or not, I will give you more. My money is your money, and once we're married, how about I hand over my bank book for you to manage?"
