"Yes, getting married," An Yiqing nodded, "Tomorrow, I'll talk to your parents about this."
"Then Brother Qing, you better go back and rest quickly," Gong Le gently pushed him away, not letting him hold her anymore, but her face was still full of smiles, "Come early tomorrow, I'll be waiting for you."
"Mm." Only then did An Yiqing stop lingering, turned around, and returned to his place.
It was only after An Yiqing's figure disappeared from sight, no longer visible, that Gong Le turned around and entered the courtyard.
The smile on her face had not diminished.
This clearly showed how happy she was.
As soon as Gong Le entered the courtyard, she found her father Gong Juechen standing at the door of his room, which immediately startled her.
"Back?" Gong Juechen asked with just three indifferent words.
"Mm."
"It's late at night, go rest early." After saying this, he didn't say anything else to Gong Le and turned to enter his room.
