After coming up with this idea, Mr. Tang was becoming more and more delighted whenever he looked at Han Qiwu. He took out his purple clay teapot to personally brew some aged Dianhong tea. After savoring the third infusion, he casually remarked, "When do you plan to get married?"
Han Qiwu, who was peacefully sipping his tea, was startled and immediately choked on the tea in his mouth, coughing frantically while grabbing tissues to wipe up.
Mrs. Tang, who overheard Mr. Tang's words from the room, glared at him in rebuke and walked over to pat Han Qiwu's back, comforting him, "Don't get too worked up. Getting married is something everyone has to go through. In a couple of days, we'll meet up with your parents, sit down, and discuss everything properly."
Tang Qingying: "???"
How did this suddenly turn into marriage talk?
It's not that she didn't want to get married, it's just that she hadn't imagined things developing like this.
Wasn't the plan just to bring him home for lunch?
