The aloof military doctor arrives at the unit, and the tough guy can't sit still.

Xia Qiuran opened the papers that Lu Zhenghan handed her.

The four large characters "Marriage Application" were prominently displayed, and she...

After reading it, I froze on the spot, my pupils dilating slightly.

That's so fast! They just made up yesterday, how come they're getting married today?!

"Brother Zhenghan, this..."

Before Xia Qiuran could even ask, Lu Zhenghan had already walked up to her. His eyes were bright and piercing, as if they were sparkling with stars. He reached out his hands to cover Xia Qiuran's small hands, but immediately put them down after raising them.

This is the military, not a place for romance. We must be mindful of our behavior at all times.

"Ranran, I'll submit this application today. I believe it will be approved in a few days, and then we can truly be together."

It was clear that Lu Zhenghan was very happy. The usually calm and composed man had a smile on his face ever since he presented the application.

Xia Qiuran held the marriage application in her hand, unsure of what to say. The Lu family was still eager to introduce Nie Ru to him and completely disagreed with their relationship. If Lu Zhenghan submitted the marriage application now, wouldn't the Lu family be even angrier?

Furthermore, they've only been together for a few days in total. Isn't it too fast to talk about marriage now? Their personalities and temperaments haven't been fully compatible yet. What if they find they're not suitable for each other later?

"Brother Zhenghan, isn't this too hasty? There are so many things to prepare for a wedding," Xia Qiuran added.

"Ranran, don't worry, I will prepare everything that needs to be prepared. We've actually been together for a long time since the day you saved me, so there's no rush to bring up marriage now," Lu Zhenghan replied naturally.

It was as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Xia Qiuran bit her lower lip. Could this really be calculated like this?

"But what about your family..."

"This is my personal matter, and I can make the decision. Please trust me, Ranran," Lu Zhenghan replied immediately, his voice deep and resonant, without the slightest hesitation or tremor.

"Of course I believe you, Zhenghan. What I'm trying to say is, I'm not in a hurry. You can slowly persuade your family. Just don't let this cause any unpleasantness with your family."

"Besides, our parents haven't met yet. Marriage is a big deal. If we decide without informing anyone, wouldn't that be disrespectful to our parents?"

Xia Qiuran tried to explain, she didn't want to discourage Lu Zhenghan, but marriage is not a game. Lu Zhenghan is the most valued grandson of Lu Chuan and his wife, and also their only child. She couldn't be so selfish as to take Lu Zhenghan for herself.

If the two of them really get married like this, no problems will be apparent in the short term, but what will happen in the long run? Lu Zhenghan can't keep having this awkward relationship with his family.

Slowly, as the love fades, Lu Zhenghan will probably secretly regret his decision.

After Xia Qiuran finished speaking, Lu Zhenghan slowly fell into deep thought, staring blankly at the marriage application he had written.

"You're right, Ranran. I acted impulsively." After a moment, Lu Zhenghan said slowly.

"It's alright, there's still plenty of time, we can discuss this further."

Xia Qiuran thought Lu Zhenghan had finally figured things out, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She stepped forward to comfort him, but the next second Lu Zhenghan looked at her with a firm gaze again.

"Let's find some time—no, how about this afternoon? Let's take two hours off to visit your parents and try to finalize this matter."

"afternoon?"

Xia Qiuran didn't react for a moment, and stared blankly for a few seconds. Didn't we agree that there was no rush? How did it become afternoon again? Is Lu Zhenghan's brain circuit so special?

"Well, it is indeed impolite of me to make such a request before I have even visited your parents."

"It's all my fault for not thinking things through. Ranran, don't worry, I will definitely persuade your parents to agree to us being together. I will not skimp on the bride price, the betrothal gifts, or any other proper etiquette."

He had previously heard some married soldiers talk about how betrothal gifts were a respectable gesture from the man to his fiancée, a concrete proof of his sincerity.

It signifies that the man is willing to invest in the marriage, rather than just going through the motions.

In the woman's heart, this is the sense of security of being solemnly chosen and cherished, which dispels the anxiety and concerns of marrying far away and stepping into an unfamiliar family.

Furthermore, in the eyes of the surrounding relatives, friends, and neighbors, if the groom can solemnly present betrothal gifts, it also represents the groom's family's emphasis on and recognition of this marriage and the bride herself. This can prevent gossip from others and allow the bride to stand firmly in the presence of her husband's family and neighbors, and not be looked down upon or treated casually.

He sincerely wanted to marry Xia Qiuran, so naturally he couldn't let her suffer in these ways.

After meeting Xia Qiuran's parents, he would definitely make further plans for these matters.

After Lu Zhenghan finished speaking, as if he had thought of something, he took out a wallet from his pocket and put it in Xia Qiuran's hand.

"Ranran, here are some coins and notes I have with me. I'll keep this month's meal tickets and ten yuan in change, and the rest is all for you. I also have two bankbooks, which I'll bring over this afternoon and give to you there as well."

He had originally intended to give these savings to Xia Qiuran when they first confirmed their relationship, but he had been delayed by various matters. This time, he was determined to hand them all over to Xia Qiuran as soon as possible.

Looking at the money in her hand, Xia Qiuran suddenly felt a pang of sadness. It wasn't that she wished Lu Zhenghan had given her all the money, but rather that the disparity between them was just too stark.

In her previous life, she never saw what Zhao Feng's bankbook looked like. When her mother was dying, she wanted to use the money to buy some painkillers, but Zhao Feng refused. Now, before she and Lu Zhenghan have even gotten together, Lu Zhenghan has already handed over all his wealth.

"No need for that, Zhenghan. It's too inconvenient for you to keep the money and receipts with me when you need them."

Xia Qiuran stuffed the money back into Lu Zhenghan's hands. As long as Lu Zhenghan had the heart to be together, that was enough. She really didn't care where the money was.

"No way, how can you leave the money with me? Look at any family, the lady of the house usually manages the household. Besides, I don't spend much money while I'm in the army. If I really need it, I'll just ask you for it."

In Lu Zhenghan's family, his mother always managed the money, his grandmother managed his grandfather's money, and Uncle Zhou's monthly salary was also given to his aunt to manage. Of course, his money was also kept in his wife's hands.

In Lu Zhenghan's view, this behavior represents a form of approval; Xia Qiuran accepts his money because she approves of him as her husband.

It felt like winning a battle; it was glorious and a source of pride.

In the end, Xia Qiuran could not persuade Lu Zhenghan otherwise and had no choice but to leave the money behind for the time being.