Although the quick exchange took place by the campfire, on the other side, Wang Julong was watching the young boy with a blank expression. Then she chuckled lightly, her voice stiff and unnatural as she spoke two fragmented phrases, "I can't…"
Upon hearing these words, Yan Xiaobao felt an impulse to laugh but instead arched his eyebrows, noticing the young Master showed no signs of giving up. Trying to drag her into the carriage, he tightened his grip on Wang Julong's hand.
"Don't worry, I'm old enough to get married. We are already married!" he continued but this time Wang Julong lost her patience. She pulled back slightly and broke free from his grasp.
"I will not marry you," she said flatly, using the tone she reserved for moments when either bored or rebuking Deng Wu's words. Seeing her use that voice with the young Master, Yan Xiaobao finally burst into laughter, unable to hold it in anymore.
