"Yu Peng, which hotel should we book for our wedding?" Lin Ziwen asked with a smile.
"I have no idea!" Yang Yupeng shook his head and said, "Let's talk about the future when it comes."
"Don't you want to marry me?" Lin Ziwen held Yang Yupeng's arm, enjoying the rare weekend, and even more so Yang Yupeng's rare availability to accompany her shopping.
"Of course, I do. Why wouldn't I want to marry you?" Yang Yupeng smiled and said, "You are the one I've been searching for, you know? I love you, and I wish I could marry you right now, wish I could have children with you immediately!"
"Then... why would you say that?" Lin Ziwen pursed her lips, looking adorably pitiful.
"I was thinking of waiting until my career is stable before getting married," Yang Yupeng said with a smile.
