Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow, looking calmly at Momo as she put down her chopsticks, pulled back her chair, and walked toward the door.
When Momo was just a few steps away from the restaurant door, Ye Zhan could no longer sit still. He got up, caught up to her, and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, speaking softly and with concern, "Momo, it's dark outside, it's not safe."
Momo found it amusing and rolled her eyes, "Whether it's safe or not is none of your business."
"Of course, it's my business. I should be the one to propose," Ye Zhan turned her around, his eyes smiling as he looked at her, "Let's finish dinner first, then we'll go get the marriage certificate."
"The office is already closed."
"No problem, we can ask them to work overtime."
"..."
