"Master Liu, Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I, Qian Jun, swear that I will treat Yanling well.
I just talked to Mr. Zhang. At my age, all I want is a stable life.
Just watch our future lives. Also, I want to get married on the eighth day of the twelfth month. I have already set my sights on a house, Secretary Fang went to see it, and if it's suitable, we'll buy it, then it's just about the furniture; I'll handle that."
"That's too rushed, we haven't arranged anything yet."
"Mr. Zhang, you don't need to provide anything for Yanling. Whatever you need, just tell me directly. I'll find a way."
Qian Jun laughed self-deprecatingly, then said, "My reputation isn't good. The date for the remarriage has already been announced. If it falls through again, even I would feel depressed.
Also, I really like Yanling and want to marry her as soon as possible; I hope you two can agree."
"Rushing like this, I'm afraid it might harm Yanling's reputation."
