Gu Mian slightly pursed her lips and smiled in a ladylike manner, inadvertently asking, "Isn't there still two or three months before turning thirty? Mr. Nangong, if within these two or three months I get married, wouldn't I then avoid catching the last bus of your era? After all, you're too trendy."
"Oh?" Nangong Yue raised an eyebrow; honestly, he hadn't anticipated this.
"Getting married in two or three months?" Nangong Yue looked at Gu Mian, "Would that be considered a flash marriage?"
"Well, sort of." Gu Mian nodded; getting married in two or three months probably counts as a flash marriage.
Nangong Yue's brows slightly furrowed.
Gu Mian laughed, laughing carefreely, "Yeah, Mr. Nangong is so trendy about rush marriages, so shouldn't I be trendy too and have a flash marriage?"
