Just when Mrs. Xia was about to agree, a voice as small as a mosquito's came from Ruan Ruanruan...
"Actually, I, I can accept it."
She could accept getting married right away.
"Ah?" Upon hearing this, the third brother couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at her in shock, frantically asking with joy, "Ruanruan, do you mean, you want to marry me right now?"
"I... yes!" Ruan Ruanruan, though shy, nodded vigorously, clearly serious.
She and he had in fact been together for a long time and understood each other's temperaments very well, so getting married now was completely acceptable.
Moreover, she was a year older than Xia Ningxing, having just turned twenty this year, and could get a marriage certificate.
There was also a feeling, a premonition that if she didn't marry early, something unexpected might happen later.
The third brother immediately smiled like a 200-pound fat man.