When Su Mian mentioned Lu Zhanxing's lifetime commitment, she couldn't help thinking of Qiao Yun and said sadly, "In a few more years, Qiaoqiao can also get married. Mom will definitely have a hard time letting her go."
Qiao Yun had no concept of marriage, so she didn't speak.
Lu Zhanxing said discontentedly, "Mom, you're thinking too far ahead. Besides, what's so good about getting married? Isn't being alone just fine?"
The thought of his sister getting married someday made him wish he could pull out an eighteen-meter-long sword.
"What's so good about being alone?"
Su Mian smiled and said, "Look at your father and me, aren't we good? Having someone by your side, sharing your life, seeing only you in their heart and eyes—it's truly a blessed thing."
Lu Zhanxing suspected his mother of throwing dog food at him.
Upon hearing these words, Qiao Yun was slightly moved inside, "When married, would that person belong only to me?"
