They had already reached the point of discussing marriage.
Why not date for another year or two, getting to know each other and working out their differences to see whether they were truly compatible?
"I only have one relative left—my older sister. She met Xiao Qiao a few days ago and likes her very much. She's already prepared the betrothal gifts and the bridal home. As for the wedding banquet and everything else, she's already making arrangements."
"We originally planned to visit you and formally ask for her hand over the next couple of days, but Xiao Qiao said the two of you would be coming to see her, so we put it off for now."
Cen Mohan quietly told them what his sister had been busy with recently.
Of course, he didn't mention that his sister had designed a wedding invitation specifically for Su Qiao's cousin and sent it to him separately.
Dating was one thing, but marriage was another.
The couple looked at their daughter, who was eating with great relish.
"Sweetie, you're getting married to him already? Isn't this moving a little too fast?"
"That's right. Marriage isn't a small matter; it's a major event in life. You need to think it through carefully."
The three people in the room, six eyes in total, all fixed their gazes on Su Qiao. She hesitated with the fork between her teeth. "Then let's get engaged first and get married in a year or two?"
"If he treats me badly, I'll break off the engagement and kick him to the curb in minutes."
To put the old couple at ease, Su Qiao declared this with absolute conviction.
The couple did indeed relax somewhat, their nerves no longer as taut as before.
"That's good. That's good."
At least there would still