Su Lu laughed, "I didn't really have any objections in the first place."
Since she had agreed to his marriage proposal, she had implicitly consented to everything afterward.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed at that time.
On the way back to the hospital after dinner, Bo Jingshen was checking an almanac on his mobile phone, planning to pick an auspicious day to get their marriage certificate with Su Lu.
Su Lu, seeing him looking almost dizzy, said, "Don't bother choosing anymore. In my opinion, Mid-Autumn Festival is perfect—when the moon is full, people reunite, celebrating a beautiful full moon festival, and it was also the first Mid-Autumn Festival you, I, and our son spent together."
Bo Jingshen thought it was feasible, "Let's do that. Ah, Su Xiaolu is really reliable."
When they returned to the hospital, they didn't visit Jing Su's room first but went straight to Bo Yuan's room.
