Seeing Mei Ning’s speechless expression, Yue yiming smiled and said, “Alright, let’s not talk about those unhappy people. After we return to the capital to attend Ah Jiu’s wedding, our wedding will be held.”
When Mei Ning heard his words, she immediately snorted. “Who said I’m going to marry you now?”
Yue Yiming raised his eyebrows. “Then when do you want to marry me?”
Mei Ning thought for a moment. “I’m still young. If I get married, it’ll be about three to five years later.”
“Three to five years?”
“Yes.”
“Then what about me?”
“What do you want to Do?”
“Three to five years is too long.”Yue Yiming looked serious.
Actually, Mei Ning was just joking. She didn’t expect Yue yiming to actually take it seriously, and he was even a little angry?
In an instant, she blinked and looked at him probingly. “Then how long do you want?”
