Nan Luo watched the two of them talked about the matter of marriage so easily and felt somewhat at loss.
Before he knew it, time had passed so quickly.
It was already time for their marriage too.
"Sleep well. I still want to talk more with Sheng Shan Lang tomorrow." Feng Ao Kuai yawned. "As for your future wife, you can deal with her on your own. Mother should be able to judge her better if you still feel uncertain."
Feng Ao Si: "…" I'm not blind!
Nan Luo glanced at Feng Ao Kuai and then thought of his own marriage.
When he got married, who will take care of it?
His aunt?
Uh… let it be something for the future.
…
In another room, Sheng Shan Lang entered his sister's room. He watched as the young woman hummed while drinking milk happily.
"What do you think, Qi Rou?"
