"Mm."
Without any evasion, Ye Xuan nodded and smiled, saying, "Little Rou and I, after all these years, have finally come to fruition."
"That's not bad!"
A trace of sadness flickered in Hong Ling's eyes. She chuckled a few times and said, "Zhang Feng was introduced to me by my father, but that guy is very stingy, and I don't like him."
"I can see that."
Ye Xuan smiled, looked at the moon in the sky, and said with a smile, "The moonlight tonight is beautiful!"
"Haruki Murakami once said that when a man says 'the moonlight is beautiful' next to a woman, it's actually a way of confessing."
Hong Ling leaned on Ye Xuan's shoulder, also looking at the bright moon in the starry sky, and said.
"Is that so? I didn't know."
Ye Xuan chuckled and said, "It seems that after getting married, I don't know anything anymore."
Perhaps the listener was attentive, and the speaker was unintentional. It's normal for mutual feelings to develop at the age suitable for marriage.
