novelraw Chapter 531 Engagement (2)
Chapter 531 Engagement (2)
No way... Their first meeting was really... not pleasant at all!Besides, it’s only been half a year.
Who gets married just half a year after meeting someone?
Sure, thinking about the wedding, thinking about marrying him, she seemed a bit excited, but... but he hasn’t even proposed yet?
After about ten minutes of silence at the dinner table, Qiao Mo finally lifted her head from the bowl and looked at Fu Nancheng again: "Fu Nancheng, have you ever heard this saying."
"Which one?" His expression remained unchanged.
"Marriage is the tomb of love." Qiao Mo said with a serious face.
His chopsticks paused slightly: "What? You don’t want to?"
Qiao Mo carefully phrased her words, afraid of genuinely making him angry, or else he wouldn’t let her off at night.
"No, no... I’m just advising you to think it over. After all, this is about a lifetime, you still have time to regret it now." Qiao Mo spoke seriously, as if considering it from his perspective.
"Hmm. No regrets."
Qiao Mo was slightly stunned, not expecting he would dismiss her so lightly with just this sentence.
After a brief pause, Qiao Mo started up again: "Fu Nancheng, you do know that once you’re married, it’s like entering a fortress. Sure, people outside want to come in, but those inside all want to get out."
"Don’t worry, I’ll build the walls a bit higher; you definitely won’t get out."
"You... you..."
Qiao Mo couldn’t out-argue him, not only failing to anger him, but also making herself quite frustrated.
With a light sigh, Qiao Mo calculated she still had three or four months to react.
By the time they get married, they will have known each other for about a year.
Okay, a year is actually acceptable.
For the moment, she could only comfort herself like this. Getting married is just getting married, except that he hasn’t even proposed, which indeed makes her a bit uneasy!
After a meal, the two of them took a shower and cuddled on the sofa watching TV.
Fu Nancheng seemed to remember something and spoke again: "Do you prefer a Chinese or Western wedding?"
"Um... whatever." Qiao Mo had resigned to her fate by now.
Yes, she’s just that unambitious. It seems she’s always been quite unambitious.
He pondered for a moment: "Which designer do you like the most?"
"Designer?" Qiao Mo was taken aback, raising her eyes to look at him.
"Wedding dress designer."
Qiao Mo was startled for a second, then immediately shook her head like a rattle: "I’m not wearing a wedding dress..."
He frowned slightly, looking at her without speaking.
Qiao Mo felt a shiver inside; she really didn’t have any good memories associated with wedding dresses.
She wore it twice, and both times he tore it.
Both times he tore it, she nearly had her skin stripped.
To this day, thinking of it makes Qiao Mo’s face turn a bit pale.
Really... Maybe they shouldn’t even have a wedding?
Qiao Mo was calculating this.
But then she thought, no matter what, the Fu family is a prestigious clan, and Fu Nancheng is an ideal son of heaven, how could he agree to not have a wedding.
Shaking her head, Qiao Mo couldn’t help but scold herself for whatever she was thinking.
A good wedding, a significant life event.
Why did she always think of all sorts of random stuff, was it because Fu Nancheng left a shadow over her?
Clearing those jumbled thoughts away, Qiao Mo hesitated whether she should design her own wedding dress, after all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime important moment.
But on second thought, she’s busy as a dog every day. Yet, she still has to deal with this man who’s impossible to fool, she’d rather spend that time lying still in bed comfortably.