Bai Fanglan was filled with depression and couldn't dispel it. After saying a few words to Wang Hu, she found him absent-minded and not responding to her at all. She decided not to say anything more. Wang Hu took Bai Fanglan to the hospital entrance and was about to leave.
Before getting into the car, he suddenly said, "Let's get married by the end of the year. It's just when we're not too busy, and my father will be back from the grassroots. We can just get it done, otherwise, we'd have to take leave then."
"So soon, there's less than two months left."
"It's not soon. My mom will prepare the things needed for the wedding, you just need to file the report and take leave for that time."
Bai Fanglan suddenly felt a wave of irritability. Am I really handing over my entire life just like this?
