Seeing Lin Dongmei's demeanor, everyone felt that nothing good was going to come of it, so nobody made a sound.
"What does auntie want to talk to me about?" Yu Han's incredibly handsome face bore an enigmatic smile.
He could probably guess Lin Dongmei's intentions.
"Although I am not Xiaxia's birth mother, I have raised her for over a decade." Lin Dongmei said, chin raised, with an air of self-congratulatory hardship.
Upon hearing she wasn't Yan Xia's biological mother, the others showed an expression of sudden realization.
"If you want to marry our Xiaxia, you should at least offer a betrothal gift," Lin Dongmei said, shaking her leg.
"Mhm," Yu Han nodded slightly, "Of course, a betrothal gift is necessary."
Lin Dongmei brightened up at this, "Since you're a sensible man, I won't beat around the bush. I don't want anything else, just give me ten million and that will do."
Those nearby, upon hearing her shameless demand, really wanted to kick her out.
