Chapter 282: The Betrothal Gift Can Only Be 88,800
Chapter 282: Chapter 282: The Betrothal Gift Can Only Be 88,800
Lucky hadn’t even reacted yet, but the audience had already figured it out.
[Hahaha, is it because Christina’s cooking is too awful?]
[LMAO, even dogs wouldn’t eat her food.]
Lucky read the bullet comments, still in disbelief. She shook her head and said, "It can’t be because my cooking is bad. If it were that bad, my husband definitely wouldn’t be able to eat it, but he finishes it every time."
She thought for a moment before adding, "Layla probably just isn’t used to my cooking."
"Sigh, you can blame your husband for this," Layla said, utterly helpless. "If his hand wasn’t injured, would I have to eat the food you make? Even dogs wouldn’t eat this!"
Hearing Layla yapping in her arms, Lucky looked up at Renee Jennings on the screen and asked, "Host, what is Layla saying?"
Renee Jennings ran a hand through her hair, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Christina, do you want to hear the truth?"
"Yes, of course I want to hear the truth," Lucky nodded.
"Then you should prepare yourself."
"Do I need to prepare for this? Host, just say it."
"Alright." A faint smile played on Renee Jennings’s lips as she said slowly, "Layla hasn’t been eating well recently, and it’s true she has no appetite. But the reason she has no appetite is because your cooking is terrible."
Lucky blinked, completely mortified.
[I know this is mean, but I can’t help laughing, hahaha.]
[Lucky can’t cook, which just goes to show how happy her life is. If her husband hadn’t gotten injured, she wouldn’t even have to do chores!!!]
[Boohoo, the smile I just had disappeared. Who am I to laugh at her!]
Lucky frowned slightly, confused. "But the food I make for my husband is pretty much the same as Layla’s, and he finishes his plate every single meal."
Layla sighed. "Sigh, your husband is forcing it down with tears in his eyes. I’d rather eat kibble."
Hearing the little corgi’s words, Renee Jennings’s eyes crinkled in amusement. "Christina, you should probably stop cooking. Just feed Layla kibble for now."
"Is my cooking really that bad?" Lucky muttered.
Renee Jennings: "Have you never tried it yourself?"
Lucky shook her head. "I order takeout for myself. My husband is injured, and the doctor told him to eat light, but I prefer strong flavors..."
"Well, you could try your own cooking tomorrow," Renee Jennings said with a grin. "Then you’ll know exactly how bad it is."
Lucky: "..."
[LMAO, the host is saying the cruelest things in the gentlest voice.]
[Hahaha, the host is already being very tactful~~]
"Thank you, Host." After thanking her, Lucky disconnected and sent a "Cute Cake" gift.
A small smile touched Renee Jennings’s lips. "Alright, I’ll take the next caller."
A user with the ID "Maisy" connected to the stream. A cute, baby-faced girl appeared on the split screen.
Maisy smiled at the camera, two adorable dimples appearing on her cheeks. "Hi, Renee! Hi, everyone in the stream!"
"Hi, Maisy." Renee Jennings thought she looked very young and casually asked, "Maisy, are you an adult?"
Hearing this, Maisy’s eyes widened slightly as she explained, "I’m twenty-five this year."
[Twenty-five!? You can’t tell at all!]
[She looks so young, I also thought Maisy wasn’t an adult yet.]
Maisy smiled shyly. "It’s probably because my face is a bit chubby."
"Chubby faces are cute," Renee Jennings chuckled. "Maisy, do you have a pet? Is there anything I can help you with?"
"I have a pet rabbit." A crestfallen look appeared on Maisy’s face. "What I’m about to talk about... it might be a little embarrassing. It’s about my relationship."
"What are your thoughts on it?" Renee Jennings asked gently. "Do you need to handle this privately?"
Maisy hesitated for a few seconds before shaking her head. "No, it’s okay. Let’s talk about it here. I’d also like to hear advice from the other girls in the stream."
"Okay." Renee Jennings nodded, respecting her decision. "What do you need me to ask your rabbit?"
"Here’s the situation," Maisy said. "My boyfriend and I are at the stage where we’re discussing marriage. His parents recently came to Zenvia to meet my parents."
"When they met my parents, they said they’d give a bride price of 168,800 and another 120,000 for the ’five golds’ for the wedding."
"My parents thought it was too little, but they agreed because they could see how much I love my boyfriend."
"By the way, my family is preparing a dowry: a house in Lynfell, a car worth around 500,000, and 200,000 in cash. But my boyfriend’s family doesn’t know this yet."
Renee Jennings listened to her, her expression serious. "Maisy, your family is very well-off."
"Compared to my boyfriend’s family, I guess we’re doing pretty well," Maisy said with a humble smile.
Renee Jennings: "Then please, continue."
The smile on Maisy’s face vanished, and her tone became downcast. "The day before yesterday, my parents went back to Lynfell. Then last night, my boyfriend’s parents changed their tune. They said the bride price could only be 88,800, and they’d only spend 100,000 on the ’five golds’."
[Damn, what’s that about? They basically cut the bride price in half?]
[Given Maisy’s circumstances, even 168,800 was on the low side.]
[But the guy’s family doesn’t know her family is providing such a large dowry.]
[Changing it after it’s already been agreed upon is so disrespectful.]
[So does the guy’s family actually have the ability to fork over 300k?]
Maisy frowned. "My boyfriend has over a million in savings. He’s more than capable of taking out 300,000 for the wedding."
Renee Jennings also furrowed her slender brows slightly. "Maisy, are you trying to find out why his family suddenly changed their minds?"
"Yes." Maisy nodded gravely. "My boyfriend’s parents claim they’re reducing the amount so they can help us buy a house in Zenvia, but I don’t believe them."
[I don’t believe it either.]
[Hahaha, don’t believe it +1.]
[Is cutting 100,000 really enough to buy a house?]
"I’ll ask for you," Renee Jennings said softly. "Let me see the rabbit."
Maisy took a few steps with her phone and flipped the camera. "His name is Dudu."
Renee Jennings saw a mottled gray, lop-eared rabbit sitting under the coffee table, and a gentle smile spread across her face. "So cute."
[Oh my god, it looks just like my stuffed bunny at home!]
[Bunnies are so cute, their heads must be eaten spicy.]
[Are you a monster, person above me?]
"Dudu," Maisy called out, but Dudu ignored her.
She had no choice but to grab a handful of Dudu’s favorite treats to lure him over. "Dudu, I’ve got something yummy."
Dudu, who had been meditating under the coffee table, finally reacted. He hopped in front of Maisy, his two black, pearl-like eyes looking at her expectantly.
"Dudu, here are some treats. After you eat, can you talk to the pretty lady on the phone for a bit?" Maisy fed the small treat into his mouth.
Dudu’s trifid lip munched noisily on the delicious treat. After finishing, he looked back at Maisy. "I want more!"
"Dudu, do you know Maisy?" Renee Jennings asked.
Dudu blinked and started squeaking. "Maisy is my owner, Maisy is my owner."