Zhuang Shurong was stunned for a moment. When she saw the seriousness and determination in his eyes, she immediately smiled—
"I haven't decided whether I want to marry you or not."
"If you don't want to marry me, then I'll force you to marry me. I don't believe that I can't kidnap you to the church, what else can you do once it's a done deal?"
Mu Tangchuan glanced at her in annoyance. "You'll just have to be my wife, wife of a bandit."
"Who wants to be your wife? You're like a gangster. I want to get the police to arrest you."
"You have to be able to escape," Mu Tangchuan replied and sped up.
"I have a gift for you."
Mu Tangchuan suddenly remembered the gift he brought back from his business trip a few days ago.
"Hmm? What did you buy for me?"