"Should you… be calling me… nephew?" A bone-chilling glint surfaced in Nameless Nie's eyes.
"Your aunt and I will eventually get married, so aren't you going to eventually be my nephew?" Li Chun replied.
"You'll eventually die, so why don't you go die now?" Nameless Nie retorted.
"Little brat, what are you doing?!" Ling Miao frowned at Nameless Nie. "What trouble are you making here?"
"Fine, I won't cause trouble. Keep eating." Nameless Nie shrugged.
…
Seven days later, Li Chun led his parents to the Ling family's mansion.
At the dining table, Li Chun's parents officially proposed marriage.
"Then it's decided. Let's set a date," Li Chun's father said calmly.
"Let's do the 3rd of February on the lunar calendar," Li Chun suggested.
"That day is unlucky."
Nameless Nie suddenly interjected.
"Unlucky?" Li Chun was startled. "Then 3rd of March on the lunar calendar. That's an auspicious date."
