Rong Shang nodded, then suddenly asked the most crucial question, "Are you proposing to me?"
They haven't even graduated yet.
Perhaps sensing what she was thinking, Bei Mo lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers affectionately.
"Shangshang, I've graduated."
Next semester I'll be starting my internship. I'm wondering if this counts?
Suddenly I remembered that some people used to say they would get married right after graduation.
Tsk.
A hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.
Rong Shang reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. As she heard his strong heartbeat, she suddenly leaned close to his ear and smiled casually, "Senior, do you think you can just send me away with a ring?"
Um?
Bei Mo's expression froze for a moment, then he smiled, reached out and pulled her into his arms around her waist.
"Then I'll trouble you, Madam, to come home with me."
What do you do when you go home?
Of course, it's about meeting the parents.
Rong Shang realized she had fallen into a trap, and she let out a soft "uh".
That's not what she meant.
"I--"
"Aren't you afraid?"
Before she could finish speaking, Bei Mo's slightly provocative tone reached her ears, and Rong Shang immediately agreed, "Then let's go."
Are you scared?
No, there was nothing she was afraid of.
*
And so, while things were still in a state of confusion.
Rong Shang was given an engagement ring.
Then, Bei Mo took her home to meet his parents.
To be honest, Mrs. Bei agreed to them being together.
During the time they spent together, Rong Shang visited the Bei family several times.
However, Master Bei was not present at the time, so it was Madam Bei who received her.
And tonight's sudden visit had an predictable outcome.
Before they even reached the door, the furious voice of Master Bei could already be heard from inside the villa.
"How dare he! He's talking about getting married without even meeting the person. Does he even respect us as his parents?"
“Um…” Madam Bei raised her hand timidly, “I’ve already met him.”
"You?" So there was another "traitor" after all. Old Master Bei couldn't help but explode. "Oh, so you and your son don't respect me at all, is that it?"
"No, you weren't home when the child came."
...
I wonder if Bei Mo knows that his father is angry.
In any case, Rong Chang heard everything clearly.
As he parked the car, walked over, and took her hand to go inside, Rong Shang glanced at him and asked, "Aren't you afraid your dad will be angry?"
Why be afraid?
"What if he doesn't let us be together?" Rong Shang raised an eyebrow, her gaze sharp.
But he didn't seem to care, saying, "It's me who's getting married, not him."
Do I need his permission?
Although, such a statement is somewhat unreasonable.
Marriage is inherently a matter between two families, not just two individuals.
Bei Mo understood this principle well.
However, he had nothing to fear once he had a plan in mind.
Before long, Bei Mo led her inside.
The people inside had already started arguing when a cushion came flying at them. Bei Mo instinctively stepped forward and stood in front of Rong Shang to block it.
With a "thud," the cushion slammed into his face.
Bei Mo closed his eyes briefly, then lifted them, his gaze somewhat indifferent.
Master Bei hadn't expected that he would actually bring that woman along.
He was burning with rage, his face turning ashen.
But he didn't get angry in front of Rong Shang; instead, he sat down heavily on the sofa.
Bei Mo glanced at him, then exchanged a look with Madam Bei, who was shaking her head helplessly.
Perhaps she couldn't win an argument with Master Bei.
Walking over, Bei Mo called out, "Dad."
"Don't call me that." Master Bei sneered. "I'll just pretend I don't have a son like you."
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