150 This choice is hard to make_1

Shen Cong stepped back in outset and nearly tripped over a rock. His face turned gloomier to the extreme, "Miss Bai Wu, please don't joke with me!"

Bai Lu frowned, the sadness evident on her face. "Do I really fall that short compared to Fourth Sister? Did I scare you that badly? Aside from not being as attractive as she is, I'm better than her in every other aspect. If you marry me, you can be sure to receive a sizable dowry. With that, you can restore your position. Given your capabilities, you're certain to make a comeback."

Earlier in the morning, when Shen Cong heard these words from Su Luo, he felt like a brilliant horse spotted by an excellent horse connoisseur.

Finally, someone recognized his talents.

However, when Bai Lu uttered the same words, Shen Cong found them absurd.

He took a few more steps back, increasing the distance between them. "Excuse me, I have other matters to attend to, I will take my leave now!"

Engaging in idle chatter with a young lady was vain.