"Pfft..."
A mouthful of blood! Yu Xiajing nearly coughed it up...
Then, the gossip-hungry agent got excited again: "Oh my god, what did I just say? Marriage, marriage, marrying a male god, marrying a male god!"
"Xiajing..."
Gu Qianqian glanced at her helplessly. This time, she didn't say much, only called out to her with resignation. But Yu Xiajing, overwhelmed with excitement, couldn't control the thousands of raging emotions galloping through her mind: "I'm serious, this is such a good opportunity! Just do it..."
"But I don't think he's serious."
"Why wouldn't he be serious?"
Gu Qianqian shook her head and sighed deeply: "I don't know. Right now, I feel incredibly insecure. Lu Zhanbei is so unpredictable, sometimes good, sometimes bad. I just don't have confidence in someone like him..."
"But if someone like the male god is actually proposing to you, it can't be just for fun, can it?"
For fun?
No, someone like Lu Zhanbei doesn't do things just for fun.
