"Gu Yixuan, I've noticed you're getting more and more vain. Could it really be that I'm so bad, and marrying you, I got the better deal and you're at a loss?" Mo Ran deliberately asked.
"Of course not, it's a win-win. You've gained, and I've gained. Everyone is happy, and our future together will be very pleasant." Gu Yixuan, true to his businessman nature, spoke in terms that were all about making a deal.
Mo Ran looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, where the sunlight was bright and cheerful. On the branch of a locust tree, several tender buds had sprouted, signaling that spring seemed to be on its way.
Suddenly, she felt that the world was beautiful and perfect for holding a wedding.
"Alright, I agree to marry you," she said with a smile.
Gu Yixuan froze for a moment, then his arms suddenly tightened, holding her close as if he wanted to meld her into his own flesh.
