The castle was surrounded by a wall. Rows of bamboo were planted inside the wall, so the castle could not be seen from the outside.
Luo Yangyang was looking at the swaying bamboos when the car suddenly stopped. She turned to look at Feng Sheng, who was in the driver's seat.
"What's wrong?"
Feng Sheng stared at the straight path ahead quietly. He did not reply immediately, nor did he look at Luo Yangyang.
Luo Yangyang looked at Feng Sheng in confusion. His side profile was cold and hard, but he was still calm and steady. The light in the corner of his eyes was still cold. No one could tell what he was thinking.
Feng Sheng stared at the road quietly for a long time before he turned to Luo Yangyang. He stared at her seriously.
"Yangyang, let's get married."
Feng Sheng's tone was one of explanation, not a question.
He didn't like the process of leaving alone after sending her home.