My only impression of Mr Green is strictness.

At this point, although he didn't say a word, he only gave me a glance from head to foot, which was enough to make all my humbleness emerge.

"Dad." Out of courtesy and respect, I still gave a cry.

"Don't call me that. I won't admit my daughter-in-law without my approval."

Mr Green's words didn't sound like any waves, but I suddenly froze in place. I keep my head down, like a man waiting for trial.

"How much do you want?"

I froze and suddenly looked at him. "You, what does this mean?"

Green's father lit a cigarette slowly, and the lip...