He never thought about his future alone, what he would do, and who he would become.
What he thinks about every day is them - him and her, what they want to do, who they want to be, what they will be like in the future, what kind of life they will live...
"Do you know why I have so many ways to propose?" Mo Fei raised the corners of his lips and had a faint look of pride on his face, "That's because I have been thinking about how to propose to you!"
The smile and helplessness on Leng Ran's face were gradually replaced by deep emotions.
"Could it be that... you..." She looked at his face distressedly, "you never thought about what if..."
"What if you refuse?!"
He nodded coldly.
"Of course I have thought about it!" Mo Fei held her hand tightly, "So...I have not dared to relax at all these years. If I find someone trying to chase you, I will immediately find a way to drive him away..." At this point, he
He smiled and winked at her, "There is no competition, and I am so good, how could you possibly escape?!"
Leng Ran originally wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh out loud. Instead, his nose was sore and he felt like crying.
"Could it be that you... big fool!"
"What do you know? This is called investing in advance..." Mo Fei gently stroked the back of her hand with his fingertips, supported his face with one hand, and tilted his head to look at her, "You also know that my vision has always been accurate.
Know that... my investment in you will definitely be doubled, and in the future... we will definitely be very happy."
Looking at his face, he nodded sternly.
After the two of them finished eating, Leng Ran found the suburban mansion with his excellent sense of direction.
Mo Bei, Jiao Yang, Leng Zimo... and others were chatting in the living room.
Seeing the two of them coming back, Xu Xia immediately greeted them and signaled them to come over.
"Come here and tell us about your lifelong events!"
The two walked over and sat down on the sofa, and Mo Bei smiled and spoke.
"We have discussed it carefully and decided... to hold a wedding for you on Xiao Fei's birthday. Do you have any opinions?"
Mo Fei's birthday is in April, only more than two months away.
Leng Ran and Mo Fei looked at each other, and seeing the smile on his face, she looked away, blushing and shaking her head slightly.
Anyway, that day will come sooner or later. Since he wants to advance, then... let him do it.
Mo Bei smiled and nodded, "Then...it's decided. After your brother Mo Mo holds his wedding, we will help you get engaged first, and then we will hold the wedding after a year."
"good."
The two of them responded in unison, and then raised their faces.
"One year?" Mo Fei looked stunned, "What year?!"
Mo Bei looked at his son and chuckled, "Did you think I was talking about your nineteenth birthday?"
"Isn't it?" Mo Fei asked.
Everyone burst into laughter.
Xu Xia laughed so much that she collapsed on the back of the sofa, "Xiao Fei, are you so anxious to become the groom's official?"
"I..." Mo Fei scratched his hair, "No... I didn't mean it wrong, right?"
In front of so many elders, of course he couldn't be as uninhibited as he was in front of Leng Ran.
"Marriage is not a trivial matter." Jiao Yang looked at Mo Fei and Leng Ran seriously, "We want to seriously prepare a wedding for you. Although the law stipulates that you can get married at the age of eighteen, but... dad still waits for you to finish your studies.
