"What is it? Go ahead," Gu Yu's mother lifted her head and looked at Tang Yuran with a warm smile.
"I want to be Gu Yu's wife. Is that okay??" Tang Yuran blinked her big eyes, fluttering them as she looked at the two and asked.
"Huh?" Gu Yu's mother was momentarily stunned, then turned to her son and said, "Shouldn't you be asking Xiaoyu about this kind of thing?"
"I did ask, but he said that getting married requires the consent of the parents," Tang Yuran earnestly told Gu Yu's mother, "So I wanted to ask you both if it's possible for me to be his wife."
"Oh, of course, you can—" Gu Yu's mother was just about to nod her head excitedly when she heard her son call out in a cold voice, "Mom!"
"Hmm??" Gu Yu's mother turned her head to look at him.
