Zhang Ya looked at An Xuan's shocked expression and frowned, "So, when you proposed to me last time, it was just a joke, not sincere at all, and that's why you didn't take it to heart. No wonder I thought when you returned, you'd discuss wedding plans with me, but there's been no news."
"No, it's not that." An Xuan scrambled to get up and explain, but realizing he was in the middle of proposing, with Zhang Ya not having accepted the ring yet, he could only kneel halfway and explain, "I was sincere, truly sincere."
Outside the door, Aunt Li saw An Xuan looking so silly and felt a bit disdainful, "He doesn't even know when he proposed. This child, he's hopeless."
An Lan suddenly had a flash of realization.
She remembered that An Xuan had once told her that when the two were escaping, he had proposed to Zhang Ya. However, at that time, it was just verbal, and Zhang Ya had fainted in the next moment. An Xuan couldn't be sure if what he heard was true or just his imagination.
