"Thanks, Dad!" Tang Yuran took the orange from her father with a cheerful face and asked while eating, "What were you just talking about? What's this about being awake or in a hurry or not??"
"Oh, we were discussing your marriage to Xiaoyu." Tang Yuran's father leaned back against the sofa, glanced at Tang Yuran, and said casually, "Once you and Xiaoyu come back from America, you should go ahead and get your marriage certificate."
"What??" Tang Yuran was stunned when she heard her father's words, then she turned her head and glanced at Gu Yu.
Gu Yu raised his head, looking at Tang Yuran with his deep eyes.
"I don't want to," Tang Yuran said without even thinking, flatly refusing.
"Don't want what??" Tang Yuran's father looked at his daughter with a baffled expression.
"To get married," Tang Yuran replied offhandedly, while continuing to eat her orange.
"What??" Tang Yuran's father put a hand to his ear, seriously doubting whether he had heard his daughter correctly.