No way... Their first meeting was really... not pleasant at all!
Besides, it's only been half a year.
Who gets married just half a year after meeting someone?
Sure, thinking about the wedding, thinking about marrying him, she seemed a bit excited, but... but he hasn't even proposed yet?
After about ten minutes of silence at the dinner table, Qiao Mo finally lifted her head from the bowl and looked at Fu Nancheng again: "Fu Nancheng, have you ever heard this saying."
"Which one?" His expression remained unchanged.
"Marriage is the tomb of love." Qiao Mo said with a serious face.
His chopsticks paused slightly: "What? You don't want to?"
Qiao Mo carefully phrased her words, afraid of genuinely making him angry, or else he wouldn't let her off at night.
"No, no... I'm just advising you to think it over. After all, this is about a lifetime, you still have time to regret it now." Qiao Mo spoke seriously, as if considering it from his perspective.
"Hmm. No regrets."
