Fuhua smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head when he heard the soft voice of Jiang Xiurong.
Being a General, he was surrounded by strong and burly soldiers almost all year round and it was rare to talk to a woman who would speak very softly to him.
If it was a man who said those words to him just now, he could very easily slap the shoulder of the man and say, "It's okay to be in a hurry. There is no need to think about me much for your marriage." But since it was a noble woman like Jiang Xiurong that spoke, he cannot slap her shoulder nor shamelessly say those words. Because if he were to say that, it would sound very ambiguous between a man and a woman.
He didn't know how to react exactly and shook his hand nonchalantly saying to her not to worry much about it.
Jiang Xiurong too smiled softly in reply. Wang Deming then asked Fuhua, "Are you here to purchase something?"
