The couple nodded.
However, Bai Lanwu said, "You don't need to ask him directly. This sort of thing, the man should take the initiative. If you're impatiently asking him when he's going to propose, that's just embarrassing, understand?"
"Mom, I understand."
She had been wanting to send a message to the big old cancer asking what he was up to, but she didn't have a good excuse. Now she can finally boldly send him a WeChat message. Just two words: [Awake yet?]
The screen of the phone on Ye Junqing's office desk suddenly lit up. When he opened it up to see, a smile quickly spread across his face.
Thinking about the night before, Ye Junqing replied: [You're up this early?]
[It's not early, it's already nine o'clock.]
Ye Junqing leaned lazily against the back of his chair, sent a voice message with his deep and magnetic voice, ambiguous enough to send chills through one's spine: [Isn't it unusual to wake up at nine in the evening?]
