Ni Sitian picked up her coffee and took a sip, then looked at Ni Qianshan and asked, "What is it? Please tell me."

Ni Qianshan smiled, his attitude towards Ni Sitian becoming even more amiable. He took out a paper envelope from his bag and pushed it in front of Ni Sitian.

Ni Sitian looked down at the thick stack of paper, which looked like money. She looked up, puzzled, and asked, "What's this for?"

“You’re getting married soon, right? This is your dowry from Dad. It’s only 20,000 yuan, so don’t be stingy.” Ni Qianshan pushed the money a little further toward Ni Sitian.

Ni Sitian's eyes flickered, and her heart trembled. Money wasn't the point; what she felt for the first time was the fatherly love she received from Ni Qianshan.

However, this feeling of being touched was only fleeting. She quickly realized that something was wrong, looked up at Ni Qianshan, pushed the money back, and said, "I don't need it. You're still unemployed, and no one in your family has a job. You should keep this money for yourself."

“Dad knows this is indeed a bit little. Now that you’re the young mistress of the Xu family, you naturally won’t care. But this is all I’ve managed to scrape together.” Ni Qianshan pushed the money toward Ni Sitian again and said, “No matter what, a dowry has to be paid. If you don’t accept it, it means you’re not going to acknowledge me as your father.”

Ni Sitian felt a chill in her heart. Although the Ni family was not wealthy, Ni Qianshan had been promoted quickly in recent years and made a lot of money. Now he was telling her how difficult it was to raise 20,000 yuan. Did he really think she was an innocent little girl?

She looked up at Ni Qianshan, not wanting to get entangled with him over the money, so she accepted it first, thinking she would deposit it into her card and send it back to him later.

"That's right." Ni Qianshan smiled with satisfaction, picked up his coffee cup and took a sip before slowly saying, "Sitian, you know I'm not working at that company anymore. I've had enough rest. I registered a company a few days ago and hired a few people. Senior Ziqi has a project that's suitable for us, but we're short on funds right now. Do you think we could borrow some from Tingchuan?"

Ni Sitian's face darkened completely. So that 20,000 yuan was a scheme to swindle a larger sum of money. No wonder he was so willing to spend it. He knew she would be embarrassed to refuse his loan after receiving the money, otherwise it would seem like she had no father-daughter relationship with him. He really had a clever plan.

"How much do you want to borrow?" She wanted to see just how shameless he could be.

When Ni Qianshan heard her ask that question, he felt that there was a chance. He put on an expression of difficulty in speaking and held up two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand?" Ni Sitian raised an eyebrow, watching him put on an act.

"What do you mean 200,000? What can you do with 200,000 these days?" Ni Ziqi pouted and said, "My senior's project is really good, at least 2 million. Of course, if you have 20 million, that would be even better."

Ni Sitian was almost laughing in anger. It seemed she had underestimated their greed. It was fortunate that Ni Ziqi had said 20 million without hesitation.

“Sitian, don’t listen to Ziqi’s nonsense. Two million is about right.” Seeing that Ni Sitian had no expression, Ni Qianshan continued, “Actually, Sitian, I’m doing this for your own good. You married Xu Tingchuan, but the current marriage law doesn’t offer much protection for women. What if he finds a younger and prettier woman and dumps you? His assets are all premarital property, and you won’t get much. But it’s different for me. I’ve made it big, and all this money will be yours eventually. Besides, having a powerful maternal family will give you more leverage in your husband’s family. Don’t you think so?”