Fu Jingyu seriously served the porridge, placing it in front of her with a solemn face, "This is the last meal here, I'll get you something tasty tomorrow."
"Are we leaving the hospital tomorrow?" Ye Fanxing felt that she was already better.
Fu Jingyu thought for a moment, "In the afternoon."
"Isn't it okay if we leave in the morning?" She felt her body was totally fine and she could even leave the hospital now.
Fu Jingyu looked at her tenderly, feeding her the porridge, "There are a few things I haven't prepared yet."
He had been thinking all day that it was about time to propose to her.
Even though Ye Fanxing hasn't yet fully established herself, her professional life has become much more stable.
Having her own company, getting her novels adapted into movies, amongst her peers, she was already pretty extraordinary.
Furthermore, it seemed like she had stopped fretting over the pointless question of 'whether she is good enough for him' and so, he wanted to propose to her.