Haitang's words made Fan Xian feel very good and very powerful. This young man and woman shared a single blanket and spoke quietly under the moonlight of such moving things. It was difficult for it to not become explicit with a powerful and clichéd ending.
However, Fan Xian was not surprised. He also didn't hide under the bed in fright nor did he leap at her. He only sincerely and seriously replied to her, "Very good, we can discuss the wedding date."
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This was his reply to the question of "what if I married you…," so now it was Haitang's turn to be shocked. She had a strong sense of being caught in her own trap. She knew very well that she had once again underestimated the shamelessness and black-heartedness under Fan Xian's gentle exterior.
She chuckled and lowered her head. Complaining in her heart, how could she have just spouted such a line?
