"Nannan!" Tang Yuran lowered her voice and said into the phone, "Let me tell you, those two are moving fast—they've already kissed!"
"Oh? So quick??" Gu Yu paused what he was doing, his voice filled with interest as he asked Tang Yuran.
"Yes! I just heard Nannan say it!" Tang Yuran said earnestly to Gu Yu, "Let me tell you, let's have Nannan be the best man. It seems Qin Yiyi's son doesn't stand a chance."
"Alright then." Gu Yu couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Who the best man is, I don't mind. Have you made all the choices I let you decide on before I left this morning?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Tang Yuran's gossip-hungry expression instantly vanished without a trace. She tugged at the corner of her mouth and said into the phone, "Not yet," and then hastily hung up.
Gu Yu, staring at the "call ended" message on his phone screen, paused momentarily then couldn't help but shake his head with a chuckle.
The wedding preparations thus proceeded briskly yet orderly.
