As dusk fell, Xiao Feng received a call from Pei Dengke.
As soon as the call connected, he heard Pei Dengke's tense voice: "Brother Xiao, I've already prepared the betrothal gifts. I'll list them out, you see if it's appropriate."
"Go ahead."
"I plan to take one third of all the assets under my name as the betrothal gifts, including real estate, cars, shares I hold, and so on.
The remaining two thirds will be the marital property shared between Weiwei and me after we get married."
"How much is that one third of your assets?"
"Roughly a bit over a hundred million."
"A hundred million?" Xiao Feng couldn't help but chuckle. "You're really going all out!"
Pei Dengke's tone held a kind of helplessness. "I want to give Weiwei the most precious things I have, but what I see as the most precious may not be the same in her eyes, or in outsiders' eyes.
