One of the betrothal gifts he gave her, she just sold it, and she did it with such joy.
"Actually, I don't need this three million." Shen Jue thought for a moment and added.
"Even if it's an extra three million, it's not too much." Rong Qingqing said, only then realizing that Shen Jue's expression just now didn't look particularly happy.
"Are you a little bit unhappy?" Rong Qingqing made a tiny gesture with her fingertips.
"What do you think? You sold one of the betrothal gifts I prepared for you." Shen Jue chuckled in exasperation, lowered his head, and gave Rong Qingqing a gentle bite on the lips, "Never mind, if it's sold, it's sold. As long as you're happy, I'll always make up the betrothal gift for you again."
Rong Qingqing let out a sound.
She thought Shen Jue was joking about the betrothal gift and didn't expect Shen Jue genuinely considered that painting as one of them.
"Oh no, I regret it." Rong Qingqing patted her forehead.
