Evening.
In the villa's living room.
Xie Huilan's remarks were clearly directed at Dong Xuebin, and her tone was full of indirect jabs and pointed warnings—merciless in every way.
Han Jing shot Xie Huilan a glare.
Xie Jing looked at Dong Xuebin, torn between laughter and tears.
Xie Hao, meanwhile, gave him an encouraging look and even raised his fist.
The room suddenly fell silent, with only the television playing.
Dong Xuebin was instantly put on the spot. He truly hadn't known that Xie Huilan had been thinking this way, that she had been waiting all along for him to propose. He practically wanted to slap himself, and could only smack his forehead hard, blaming himself for being so stupid. How had he failed to see it? Of course—when a couple got married, even if they had already set a date, the man should still propose to the woman. Otherwise, it just didn't count for much. But Xie Huilan's words had now put Dong Xuebin on the rack. Everyone was watching him, leaving him terribly embarrassed.
To hell with it! He was going all out!
It was just a proposal, wasn't it? To marry Hui Lan, he would throw his pride away today!
Dong Xuebin immediately rose from the sofa. Recalling scenes from television, he bent one knee and was about to kneel down and propose to Xie Huilan.
But Xie Huilan reached out to stop him. "What are you doing?"
Dong Xuebin blushed. "Didn't you want me to propose?"
Xie Huilan smiled. "You already made me say it myself. Now it looks like I'm forcing you to propose to me. Hehe, my younger brother and sister are both watching. How embarrassing would that be for me?"
Dong Xuebin nearly ran into a wall. "Then what am I supposed to