However, the audience in the audience was still immersed in the excitement of Su Mu's proposal and had no time to pay attention to what he said.
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After the award ceremony, as usual, a group of reporters blocked the exit, waiting to interview Su Mu and Su Xiaoli.
Seeing the two of them slowly walking out, the group of reporters immediately swarmed forward, and in an instant they all faced Su Mu and Su Xiaoli with placards filled with the titles of various media outlets.
"Excuse me, when are you two going to get married?" A reporter asked this question before anyone else could speak.
Su Mu held a bunch of microphones in his hand, smiled slightly, turned around and glanced at Su Xiaoli beside him, and said calmly: "The wedding is expected to be in the spring next year. At that time, the flowers are blooming, and someone has to put the whole thing together."
The wedding venue was decorated with flowers, so... I could only rely on her."
"From what you said, do you actually have other ideas?" The reporter immediately asked.
"I originally planned to hold the wedding in winter. After all, it was a snowy winter when I first met her. Later, when it was announced, it was also winter... But, hey, there is no way. This kind of big event can only be held in winter.
I can obey my wife’s opinions.”
Su Mu's words made the reporters burst into laughter, and the next second someone asked:
"So in your family, I usually listen to you on small things and listen to Xiaoli on big things??"
"Yes, that's pretty much it." Su Mu nodded with a smile.
“Then what kind of things are considered trivial??”
"This..." Su Mu looked at the reporter with some embarrassment. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said reluctantly under Su Xiaoli's "gentle" eyes: "As long as it is related to my wife, no matter how small it is.
It’s a big deal.”
"Hahahaha, that means you have to listen to Xiaoli on everything at home??"
"No, it's not always...for example, every anniversary, when preparing gifts, she can only listen to me. Another example, when I am in a good mood, how much red envelopes should I give her?
It's all my decision." Su Mu held it in for a long time and finally said this.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The reporters laughed even more cheerfully.
"Excuse me, it's only five months until next spring. You are preparing for your wedding in such a hurry. Could it be that you are getting married as a child?" After the reporters laughed, someone else asked.
"Ahem... not yet, but I will work hard..." Su Mu coughed slightly in embarrassment. He turned his head, looked at Su Xiaoli seriously and said: "My wife, the son of Lin Jiu's family,
We are five years old this year, shouldn’t we work hard??”
Su Xiaoli blinked, looked up at him, chuckled and said, "We'll discuss it later."
After finally answering the reporters' questions, Su Mu and Su Xiaoli trudged out of the venue under the escort of bodyguards.
It was a bright moon outside the venue. Su Mu looked up at the dark night sky and suddenly said with emotion: "Seventeen years. From the first time I saw you, how many seventeen years have there been in my life."
Su Xiaoli turned to look at him, her black and white eyes full of bright light, "So, in which year did you start to like me?"
Su Mu was startled for a moment, turned his head and stared at her for a while, then smiled and said: "I don't know... I can't explain clearly... maybe I already liked you before I even noticed it.
"
"Really?" Su Xiaoli suppressed a smile, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly while walking forward: "So you liked me when you first saw me."
"You..." Su Mu couldn't help but smile and shook his head after listening to her words.
"Isn't it??"
"Yes, just say yes."
"Anyway, you have liked me for a long time, you just don't admit it..."
"Okay, okay, I don't admit it."
"Have a good attitude."
"Okay, I like you. I have liked you for a long time. I love you and will continue to love you for a long, long time..."
"That's pretty much it..."
"Then let's go back and get down to business as soon as possible. Lin Jiu's second child will be born next month..."
