"But I don't have a reason to accept your three-million-yuan shoes."
Feng Zheyu: "You don't need a reason." He bought her shoes simply because her feet were frozen. He bought so many shoes because he didn't want Lu Xiaoyou to be looked down upon.
That shop assistant also mocked Lu Xiaoyou. She's going to marry him, and he won't let her suffer any harm.
Feng Zheyu added: "Once we're married, my assets will be yours, and your assets will be under the Feng Family name."
So she simply doesn't need to worry about a few million.
Lu Xiaoyou warned him, "Don't think you can say annoying words just because you're handsome!"
Above the scarf, the man's dark, pure eyes fell suspiciously on Lu Xiaoyou's face, and he blinked at her.
Feng Zheyu didn't understand, why would his words be annoying?
Lu Xiaoyou didn't want to explain to this curious baby, because no matter how she explained, this man stubbornly wanted to marry her.
