"Yanyan, have you ever considered marrying my Uncle Cheng?"
Ziyan was startled by Su Nian's question, her eyes widened, and her sign language became clumsy: [What?! You…]
Su Nian looked at her confused state and smiled, "Don't you ever have such thoughts?"
Ziyan quickly shook her head and then glared at her: [Don't say things like that again!]
"Yanyan, you've never seriously dated anyone. When you meet someone you like, pursue him; my Uncle Cheng is a great guy."
[It's precisely because he's good that I can't spoil him.] With her broken body, did she even deserve such a good man?
Su Nian glared back at her: "You lack confidence again! I've told you, it's not spoiling! You're young and beautiful, gentle and considerate, marrying him and having a child, what a great deal!"
