"Isn't a marriage proposal a bit too fast?"
Not daring to look at Li Yuntang's expression at the moment, Yan Xiaye guiltily turned her head to look out the window and softly muttered, "Are you so sure I'll agree to marry you?"
"Not certain before last night."
Li Yuntang held back a laugh, "But now the situation has changed, Xiaye must take responsibility for me, so getting married is only natural, hmm?"
Yan Xiaye struggled to reason, "It's the twenty-first century now; there doesn't seem to be a necessary connection between the two..."
"Does Xiaye plan to abandon me?"
He lightly interrupted her restless speech, Li Yuntang held her hand and pulled her to his side, his slender fingers held her chin, not allowing her to look away, with a smile of mysterious implication, "Don't think I would agree."
"..."
Yan Xiaye was too dejected to make a sound and cautiously said, "But we haven't asked Little Yunduo's opinion yet."
