Qiao Fei's sudden words stunned everyone.
"Cough cough cough… D*mn, you sure know how to pick an occasion when you propose… We are experiencing a dangerous situation now…" Lu Yan secretly kicked Qiao Fei from under the table.
"I know. It's exactly because of this that I want to get married. Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have another chance…"
Professor Lu smiled after hearing Qiao Fei say that.
"Fei, have you thought it through? Are you really going to marry our demoness?"
"Hey, Dad… no father would call his daughter a demoness. Watch your words," Lu Yan reminded him angrily.
"I've thought about it. I've thought about it for years… Yan is the only wife I've ever wanted," Qiao Fei said firmly.
"Yan, what do you think?" the professor asked.
