Is he proposing marriage?!
Lin Yicheng was also startled by his uncle's words, and he sent eye signals expressing the question, 'Uncle, what are you doing?' to his uncle, but the latter seemed to ignore his glances and only put his attention on his sister.
Lu Nanzhi blinks. Her brain is still trying to process Lin Weihao's absurd words.
Amidst her silence, Lin Weihao spoke, "Then, if you have no problem, we'll schedule a private wedding next month."
Lu Nanzhi stiffened and quickly exclaimed, "Hold on. What wedding? I didn't agree to anything yet."
This guy is crazy! To actually offer a complete stranger a marriage contract must less while keeping a stoic face all the time. Can he even hear what kind of nonsense he's blabbing about?
The most frustrating thing is, because of his unreadable countenance, she couldn't determine whether he was serious or just testing her.
"Is there a problem, Miss Lin? You can address it." A light flashed in Lin Weihao's eyes.
Yes!
There was a huge problem, and it was him.
She was close to blurting it out but was afraid of getting into further trouble. "I don't want any wedding."
It was a lie to say she doesn't want to hug his thigh, but that was before without the system. If she joins his boat now, her movements will be monitored, and her system space will be exposed very soon.
It was a question of what he'd do with her by then.
Suddenly, a towering shadow engulfed her entire form, and she felt a cold breeze on her side.
Turning her head to probe the cause, she was startled to see Lin Weihao had approached her at some point.
What? She didn't sense him move at all!
It was almost as if he teleported from his seat.
Lin Weihao leaned close, letting the faintly cool fragrance waft into Lu Nanzhi's nose before parting his lips. "Miss Lin, what do I lack? Can you tell me?"
Lu Nanzhi gulped.
How can she answer that? From looks to background, she can't even hold a candle to him.
"No matter what it is, marriage still needs the involved parties' consent. Additionally, we barely knew each other."
Lin Weihao became quiet, appearing to be brooding about her words.
Lu Nanzhi could feel her heart pounding on her chest as her eyes locked with the man's dark ones. She hadn't felt nervous like this when facing the Lu's, but a small action by this man can cause her heart to leap.
The silence was very suffocating within the few seconds, and only when Lin Weihao returned to his seat did Lu Nanzhi find room to breathe.
But it was temporary, for the man's next proposal was preposterous than the last.
"If it's getting to know each other, it's easy to fix. I have plenty of vacant houses in my private compound. You can move in if you want."
In this case, he can repay her better.
Lin Weihao contemplated after thinking of the grim future.
Lu Nanzhi was once again flabbergasted by Lin Weihao's trail of thoughts.
….
Four hours later in the living room of the Lin family's private villa, after having heard of what happened to Lin Weihao through the little dumpling, Feng Ran threw a huge fit of laughter, "You were actually kicked out by a woman! There's actually someone who's immune to your unworldly face. I can't believe I'll live enough to see this day!"
Wiping the tears of joy on the corners of his eyes, Feng Ran said, "Now I regret it. I should've followed you two; otherwise, I wouldn't have missed a great show! "
"Little Chen, come tell me more. Why did your handsome uncle get kicked out?" Feng Ran excitedly scooted near the little dumpling that's busy admiring the apples and Mandarin oranges his new sister had given him for the juicy gossip.
But Little Chen was also grumpy. He wanted to stay or sleep in Sister's house for at least one day, but his uncle went to ruin it.
"What's wrong, Little Chen?" Feng Ran became even more curious.
Lin Weihao merely glanced at his nephew's expression, and he could already guess what he was being scolded in his nephew's head.
"If she agrees to the marriage, you'll be able to see her every day."
See Sister every day?
Lin Yicheng's eyes lit up, and he was no longer sullen. "You promised!"
"En. Go wash up first."
The little boy was sold with just one sentence.
After getting the promise, Lin Yicheng complied obediently and rushed to his bedroom.
Feng Ran's grin became crook, and he nearly fell off the sofa when he heard their short exchange.
His eyes darted towards the man pouring himself a drink. "Are you serious, Brother Lin? You actually proposed marriage to a stranger!"
Not minding Feng Ran's incredulity, Lin Weihao answered, "What about it?" His long eyelashes fluttered as he languidly lifted his eyelids, raised his glass, and stared at his image in the wine.
With a light movement, the red liquid swirled, creating a small whirlpool seamlessly reflecting the flickering brewing emotions in his eyes, making Feng Ran tongue-tied and unable to laugh anymore.
What the heck, he's really serious. Just what happened to his abstinent brother Lin?
It's like he was possessed by a ghost!
"Brother Lin, you got to be joking, right? Do you really like that woman enough to ask her for marriage? Or are you just doing it for Little Chen? You haven't even been intimate with a woman for almost 28 years that I almost thought your green sleeve or impotent down there!"
"Be quiet." Lin Weihao's eyes became sharpened like a knife.
Startled, Feng Ran clamped his mouth shut.