After ending the call, Li Shu returned to the private dining room, her mind made up.

Blushing slightly, she turned to Zhou Ruolan and said, “Thank you very much for your trust, Ms. Zhou. But it might be a bit early to talk about a wedding—I haven’t even spoken to my family about this yet.”

Zhou Lan raised an eyebrow subtly. Does that mean she’s agreeing?

Zhou Ruolan, however, smiled warmly. “That’s perfectly fine. Ideally, I should pay your parents a visit myself. When would they be free? And from now on, there’s no need to call me Ms. Zhou—just …