"Marry him! Marry him! Marry him! Marry him..."
The voices in the square continue unabated.
Under such urging, Ren Qinghuan finally could not hold on any longer, her entire being collapsing like a deflated balloon.
She gently raised her eyes and looked at Su Han: "Do you really want to marry me?"
"Yes!"
Su Han nodded: "I want to marry you, I, Su Han, want to marry Ren Qinghuan!"
"I'm not like Luoo Ning's personality, if you marry me, can your other wives let you off?" Ren Qinghuan continued.
"They can't beat me." Su Han replied.
There was a burst of laughter at these words.
Ren Qinghuan glanced at Su Han, then said: "And what about the bride price? No matter what, I'm the Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mountain Pavilion. Marrying you is tantamount to the entire Heavenly Mountain Pavilion being given to you. If your bride price doesn't satisfy me, I won't marry you."
"Then tell me, what bride price do you want?" Su Han asked with a smile.
