"What's it to you? Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?"
Sun Jiaming's face darkened. He desperately wanted to shout that he was going to marry Gu'er, but he couldn't. He hadn't told his parents yet. As a man, his word was his bond—once said, it had to be honored. He held his tongue now because he didn't want to embarrass Gu'er or make it seem like he was only marrying her because he'd been forced into it.
He liked Gu'er, genuinely. He wanted to treat her well, not out of obligation. If he announced it in front of everyone like this, his parents would surely be upset when they found out. They would definitely think poorly of Gu'er, and he couldn't let his parents get a bad impression of her. He needed to get their approval first, then have a matchmaker formally propose. Even if Gu'er was all alone now, he would do it properly and honorably.
This would give Gu'er the dignity and respect she deserved, something that couldn't be achieved by just blurting it out now.
