"If I don't leave, I don't leave. After all, I, Huo Beichen, have already married in this life and even had a kid. If I die..." Before he could finish saying the words "so be it," Nangong Ming's soft voice broke in, whispering by his ear, "Sorry, but you've had a son, yet you haven't actually married your wife!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
That's right. He still owed her a proper wedding!
"It's fine!"
Huo Beichen tasted bitterness on his face, then spoke indifferently, "In life, I am her man; in death, I will be her dead man. The status is set; I don't care about a wedding ceremony!"
Nangong Ming: "..."
Is it really just a wedding ceremony?
Ahem, forget it. He shouldn't stir things up at such a time. Otherwise, before even clashing with the enemy, he himself would start a fight. "Ahem, congratulations on successfully selling yourself short!"
Huo Beichen: "..."
"What's wrong with selling myself short? You have the guts to sell yourself short too?"
