In her previous life, Xu Yan had already died when she learned about this, and Han Xiaoyu had explained to her the reason for their engagement.

Although the affair between Xu Yan and Xie Zhuo caused quite a stir after she returned in this life, she was still worried and wanted to settle down with Han Xiaoyu as soon as possible.

They were afraid that something might go wrong and separate the two of them.

Who knew that after all the calculations... her parents and brothers, who had always doted on her, would disagree?

“No,” Chen Guizhen frowned, “You think our family hasn’t had enough of a spectacle?”

“That’s right, that Han educated youth even robbed other educated youth from the ward’s office a couple of days ago,” Sun Jiarou’s older brother said. “How could his family be well-off?”

“Look at the state of our home now, and you’re still so insensible,” Sun Jiarou’s second brother continued.

Sun Guoan sat silently to one side, lost in thought.

Sun Jiarou's eyes turned red with anger.

“Jiarou, listen to me,” Chen Guizhen said, her tone softening slightly.

“It’s very important for a woman to get married. You can’t let Han Xiaoyu’s words bewitch you. We need to think long-term.”

“Mom, you know you have to think long-term,” Sun Jiarou said. “That’s why I’m marrying him.”

“I think you’re just attracted to his looks,” the fourth son of the Sun family suddenly said. “You young ladies are all so blinded by good looks. Is marriage about looks?”

Sun Jiarou wanted to retort, but before she could say anything, her father suddenly interrupted her.

“A dowry of three hundred yuan, three turns and a ring,” Sun Guoan said. “If he brings it over and slams it on the table, I will agree to your relationship. Otherwise, just listen to me and stop thinking about him.”