Qian listened as Yu Minglang recounted the whole series of events, and immediately felt at a loss for words.
If only she had changed the bedsheets before leaving the hospital.
Such a misunderstanding makes any explanation awkward.
"You might as well tell her the truth; if you don't explain clearly, Auntie will definitely dislike you for a long time."
"I feel like I can't explain it clearly..." Yu Minglang muttered.
Qian thought about it, piecing things together, and quickly drew a conclusion.
"Yu Xiaoqiang, do you want to marry me?"
If Yu Minglang really wanted to explain, there was a way to resolve this issue, but he chose to keep silent, which was worth pondering.
"I think you're not done with college yet; getting married might not be convenient for you."
