"What nonsense are you talking about!" My stepfather rushed forward.
He stared at May Zhang, his face flushed red, "This bride price has already been given, how you take it back? A daughter who has married her husband is equivalent to water that has been splashed, and thus it cannot be retrieved, so does the bride price."
"Oh, who dares to marry your daughter?" May looked grim.
"The marriage certificate has been received, and they are married! This bride price is not refundable!" My stepfather didn't shrink.
The stepfather knew what happened last night. He didn't shrink now because the bride price I received was given to my mother, and my stepfather took the money to pay the down payment and bought a house for his son.
Now that Jim Qin asked for the bride price's return, it was like cutting his flesh, so he refused.
However, I felt ashamed in the quarrel between them.
"Enough!" I yelled, "I will refund the money. My mother is still ill. Please be quiet."
My heart was like being cut, and strong hatred poured out.
"You pay it back? Ivy Luo, I can tell you that I have no money." The stepfather's face was scary.
"Sell the house if you don't have money. It was bought with my money."
My chest was ups and downs violently. I stared at my stepfather, my palms were already blurred by the flesh and blood that I have pinched.
I was about to collapse, if he refuted me again, I would rush to fight him.
"When will it be returned?" Jim looked at me with a sneer and suddenly walked over.
My heart tightened, my vigor disappeared, and I lowered my head subconsciously.
"I still have 30,000 yuan, I will give you first..." I said.
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