Zhao Ying: "..."
Su Lu couldn't help but widen her eyes and she gently tugged on Bo Jingshen's sleeve under the table.
It wasn't that she didn't plan to tell Zhao Ying, but... they had only just met. To tell Zhao Ying right away, "Sorry, I'm going to marry your daughter," seemed a bit crass, didn't it?
Yet Bo Jingshen was especially earnest. After speaking, he looked keenly into Zhao Ying's eyes.
Not receiving a reply from Zhao Ying, Bo Jingshen repeated himself, "I'm going to marry Su Lu. I've already delayed too much time, I can't afford to delay any longer, I don't want to waste another day."
Zhao Ying: "..."
Bo Jingshen earnestly said, "I'm here this time also to seek your approval. I'd like to register our marriage with Su Lu first, and then properly plan a perfect wedding. What do you think?"
Zhao Ying: "I think, well, I was thinking of having you stay as a guest today, but now I think you better go stay at a hotel."
Bo Jingshen: "... Uh."
