Meanwhile, Cao Qiu was pounding on the door, so frantically it was as if the house were on fire.
And here, Sun Jiaming was holding her hand, refusing to let go.
'If I don't give him an answer, will he really not let go?'
"Brother Jia Ming, this is a big deal. Could you give me a couple of days to think about it?"
Gu'er really wanted to say yes, but it was all so sudden. Besides, with Cao Qiu still banging on the door outside, she was afraid they would attract attention soon. Now was not a good time to discuss this.
"Alright. Then think it over carefully. Tell me when you've made up your mind."
A flicker of disappointment crossed Sun Jiaming's eyes. He had desperately wanted to see Gu'er nod, but he also knew this was a major, life-altering decision. His proposal had been abrupt, so it was only natural for her to need some time to think.
