"Who?" The exclamations of surprise could almost flip the roof—every last one of them a young person, unable to control their emotions upon discovering a hidden secret, their faces red with the effort to contain themselves.
Under everyone's attentive gaze, Yuran sat down, picked up her boxed lunch again, and started eating. As everyone watched in stunned silence, she continued, "Is it necessary to be this puzzled?
Is there something wrong with me getting married? Are you jealous that I'm winning at life?"
The employees: "..."
No, that's not it, President Yu.
You getting married is unbelievable—aren't you only nineteen?
Aren't you not even of marriageable age yet?
Who would you marry?
Seeing President Qi's uncontainable enjoyment of the show and the look of schadenfreude, everyone's suspicions seemed to bet on something, and then their eyes swept back and forth between Yuran and Qi Younian, carrying a hint of ambiguity.
