Young Master’s Fierce Wife

Fan Mingyuan coughed awkwardly and said, "I couldn’t sleep. I came out for a walk. Why aren’t you resting?"

Xiao Ruoshui rubbed her nose awkwardly. She had already laid down and saw a figure standing outside the door. She had to open the door to see who it was.

Fan Mingyuan also realized that he had asked a stupid question. He was so nervous that he didn’t know where to put his hands and feet. After a long time, he found his voice. "You should rest early. I’m going back to my room."

"Brother Yuan." Xiao Ruoshui suddenly stopped him. She bit her lower lip and mustered her courage. "If you’re unwilling, you can refuse."

After all, what she had told Shen Yijia before was her own guess. When she asked Fan Mingyuan if he was willing to marry her, he only agreed and nothing else. If she guessed wrongly and Fan Mingyuan only agreed because he wanted to help her, how awkward would that be?

Fan Mingyuan was stunned for a moment. He did not expect his silence to cause Xiao Ruoshui to misunderstand. He forgot all decorum and stepped forward and held her hand. "No, I’m not unwilling. I just didn’t expect this day to come. I’m very happy."

Xiao Ruoshui was stunned. She did not expect a person who usually looked calm to be so childish. When she returned to her senses and realized that they were holding hands, her face instantly turned red. She pulled her hand away and said anxiously, "I- I’m going to rest. Go back to your room quickly."

The door closed with a bang. Fan Mingyuan looked at his hand for a long time and smiled foolishly.

Because they were in a hurry, it took them less than a month to reach the capital.

In the general’s residence, Xiao Ruoshui was summoned by the general’s wife, Madam Zhou, the moment she stepped into the residence. Fan Mingyuan handed over a visiting card and went to see General Xiao.