Still unable to believe what she saw, Ou Lan flipped through the two marriage certificates several times. When she looked up, she had an expression as if she were watching a corpse, "Lin Xiaoran, you got married?"
"Yes." Lin Ziran nodded.
Ou Lan excitedly jumped off the hammock, stood in front of Lin Ziran, and felt her forehead, "Did you catch a fever and burn your brain?"
Lin Ziran laughed and opened her hand, "I'm perfectly sane."
At this moment, Ou Lan viewed Lin Ziran as if looking at a monster, "Do Aunt Lin and Uncle Lin know?"
"I'll tell them later."
"You're truly a warrior seeking death, aren't you afraid they'll break your legs in the future?"
"Yes, I'm afraid. So when the time comes, accompany me home to apologize. If they try to beat me, you have to protect me with your life."
"No way, I'm not going. Our friendship is over, why should I?"
Lin Ziran quickly peeled a candy and stuffed it into Ou Lan's mouth, "You've eaten my candy, which means you owe me."
