Song Zhen held his own face this time, kneading it thoroughly.
After rubbing away the drowsiness, he spoke in a gentle voice, "I didn't just dismiss you with a single ring. I had a designer custom-make jewelry that suits our love, to give it to you before the wedding. We'll need it during the ceremony too.
Zhouzhou, I'm really exhausted, nearly dropping from fatigue.
If you have the time, why don't you go pick out a ring for me?
Look, if I wear the ring you give me wherever I go, everyone will know I'm married. Some women with a shred of decency wouldn't come near me anymore, right?"
On hearing this, Gu Xinzhou was over the moon.
In the past, she really did want to save money, but getting married is a once-in-a-lifetime event. If Song Zhen didn't have money, that'd be one thing, but if he's not willing to splurge on her despite being rich, she'd certainly be upset.
This isn't about being greedy for money; it's about feeling his affection.
