"Just say what you want to say. You're stammering and mumbling, which really isn't like you at all."
Mother Qi was clearly a bold and straightforward woman, and she couldn't stand seeing him drag things out like this.
"Wow!"
As if she had suddenly thought of something, she jumped up and ran over to turn off the television.
"Xiao Han, you didn't... you didn't steal someone else's girl, did you?"
"Xiao Han, hurry up and tell Mom. How exactly did you dig up someone else's girl? Did it go smoothly?"
Watching the show with her were her daughter and mother-in-law—in other words, Qi Muhan's older sister and grandmother.
The two of them had been annoyed when the television was suddenly turned off, but after hearing those words, they hurried over to Mother Qi and eagerly strained their ears.
"Ahem, not yet."
Qi Muhan was starting to regret making this call.
"Not yet? How could that be? It's been so long, and you still haven't made a move?"
Mother Qi's voice suddenly rose several notches.
"I'm telling you, as long as you like her, whether she's married or not, you should make a proper, serious effort to pursue her."
"If you've tried and she really doesn't like you, then there's nothing we can do but give up. But if you give up without even trying, then you'll truly be letting yourself down. Don't you think your mother is right?"
Back when his family had said things like this, Qi Muhan really hadn't entertained any such thoughts.
But now, the situation was somewhat different.
He didn't know whether it was because of the sudden turn of events that night or something else, but he had suddenly begun to entertain an idea.
"Ahem."
Qi Muhan cleared his throat.
"Mom, I wanted to tell