Vivian looked at her grandmother with helplessness in her eyes, her rosy lips moved slightly, and for a moment she didn't know whether to continue explaining or remain silent.
"What's the young man's name?? How old is he this year?? Where does he work??" Grandma York asked Ethan Hayes with a benevolent smile.
Ethan Hayes glanced at Vivian, hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Grandma, my name is Ethan Hayes, I'm the same age as Vivian, I'm currently in the third year of high school."
"Oh, Ethan!!" Grandma York happily patted Ethan Hayes' shoulder and said, "When do you plan to marry Vivian??"
Ethan: "..."
He cast a look for help towards Mrs. York, at this moment he really didn't know how to respond.
Upon receiving Ethan's plea for help, Mrs. York chuckled, walked forward, and, holding Grandma York's arm, loudly said, "Mom! Vivian is only eighteen, it's too early for marriage!!"
