The phone's alarm rang, letting him know it was four fifty pm.
Fan Xui's body stiffened. He swiftly gulped down mouthfuls of water and swallowed with difficulty.
"sir?" Hans glanced at the back seat with a dull look. "How long do you plan to just sit here?"
"umm.... it's not five yet." Fan Xui mumbled, fiddling with his tie.
"Yes, but we are already here. Sir, we have been waiting for two hours!" Hans glanced at the house in the corner with a loud sigh. "Sir, I'll give you free advice,"
The person from behind leaned forward eagerly. "what?"
"Try your best to impress them."
"I'm trying!! See, I'm wearing a new suit. I even slicked my hair back," Fan Xui adjusted the stray hair from his forehead.
"Not what I meant," Hans glanced at him intently. "sweet talk them. Compliment them and at the end of the day ask for permission."
"marriage!! Ohh.... doesn't Zou Yue need to accept me first,"
