The day of Gu Sheng's marriage proposal arrived in the blink of an eye. He was exceptionally tense at home, despite the engagement being agreed upon. He remained nervous until the matchmaker returned.
Wu Shangheng, a very good friend, accompanied him, clicking his tongue twice, "Do you remember how you responded when I last asked if you were nervous?"
Of course, Gu Sheng remembered. He had firmly claimed, "I'm not nervous," like a dead duck with a stubborn mouth.
"If you're not nervous, why are you staring at the door?"
Gu Sheng deflated, no longer stubborn, "I'm afraid something unexpected might happen."
Wu Shangheng chuckled and comforted him, "The Marquis Zhou's Residence is known for keeping its word. They have never gone back on a marriage proposal they accepted."
Gu Sheng pressed his lips together, "Do you think my and the Magistrate's birthdays will be compatible?"
Wu Shangheng, "..."
Thinking about compatible birthdays before the matchmaker has returned!
