Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed by what was said and could only nod.

Upon seeing this, Old Zhao actually laughed:

"Don't just agree to me; go and say what you need to say to the girl."

After the call ended, Lin Mo still felt a little uneasy.

But since Old Zhao has said so, it seems this marriage is a done deal and must be treated as a task to be completed.

He asked himself honestly, and realized that it would be a lie to say he didn't like it.

Fendona is so beautiful, cute, sensible, and gentle, what man wouldn't like her?

However, while business matters can be negotiated and plans can be established, he couldn't very well approach Fendona with an execution plan and say, "Since we're getting married, let's get our marriage certificate."

Ugh, my head hurts so much. How am I supposed to have a relationship?

I'm so busy on weekdays that I haven't really thought about some things in depth.

Now that someone suddenly told him that the beautiful and charming Princess Fendona would become his wife, he was indeed a little stunned.

I used to think marriage was something far away from me, but now I even have a partner, and she's an elf at that.

He couldn't help but imagine what the future held.

After she finishes her work and goes home, she will be there; and during meals, the seat opposite her will no longer be empty.

We can go out together on weekends, and in the evening we can squeeze on the sofa and argue about who gets to choose the movie... living a carefree and happy life.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but smile.

"What good news have you thought of?" Zhao Gang's laughter suddenly broke the silence, and Lin Mo immediately snapped back to reality.

"It's nothing!"

"Haha." Zhao Gang laughed as he put away the documents.

"General Long and I will lead the team to carry out the specific work. You can take this opportunity to spend more time with Fendona."

"How can that be?" Lin Mo said immediately upon hearing this.

"Right now, only the general direction has been set, including population registration, military reorganization, integration provisions, and so on, as well as many detailed rules..."

Zhao Gang interrupted:

"I will take the lead in administrative and livelihood matters, while General Long will handle military matters."

"If we need your approval, how could we not find you?"

He looked at Lin Mo, his tone now tinged with a hint of teasing:

"If the commander-in-chief takes on all the work for the subordinates, what are we supposed to do?"

Lin Mo opened his mouth, but couldn't refute it for a moment.

"The dwarves are waiting for Thorin's reply, and the other three races have a basis for further negotiations. Let's not be too busy today; things won't fall into chaos."

Zhao Gang patted him on the shoulder and laughed:

"As for your feelings, neither General Long nor I can take your place."

"Don't forget what Old Zhao just told you."

"You wouldn't want your wedding date to delay the cooperation between the elves and the nation, would you?"

After saying that, he picked up the documents and left, leaving Lin Mo alone in the conference room.

He certainly understands the reasoning.

But he really doesn't know how to date!

Lin Mo took out his phone, opened the AI ​​assistant, hesitated for a moment, and then typed in a line of text.

"How should I start dating a girl I've known for a long time and who I like?"

A long list of answers quickly appeared on the screen, covering topics from communication methods and emotional expression to respecting each other's boundaries, spanning several screens.

Lin Mo scrolled down for a long time, but the more he looked, the less he knew where to start, so he simply typed it all in again:

"Keep it simple, just tell me the steps one, two, three, four, and how to do it specifically."

This time the answer is finally clearer.

"First, create opportunities for natural meetings, such as chance encounters, and start a conversation about topics that interest her."

"Second, when the communication goes smoothly, take the initiative to invite her to dinner, a walk, or a movie."

"Third, find a suitable time to express your true thoughts and listen carefully to her response."

"Fourth, if both parties have feelings for each other, try holding hands or other intimate interactions."

"Do you need me to tell you the little tricks to get a girl to hold your hand or put her arm around your waist?"

Lin Mo read it from beginning to end and took a deep breath.

Looking at it this way, it doesn't seem that difficult.

He exited the page and sent a message to Fendona:

Have you gone back to your place?

A message came back after a while.

"no."

Then came the question: "What's wrong?"

Lin Mo felt inexplicably uneasy upon reading this sentence.

He typed "I need to talk to you about something," then thought about it, deleted it all, and replaced it with:

"no."

This time, Fendona only replied with one word.

"oh."

Lin Mo stared at the "oh" for several seconds, unable to figure out what it meant. Seeing the AI's suggestion that he needed to create an opportunity for a chance encounter, he had no choice but to get up and walk outside.

"Find out where Fendona is?"

"Yes!" Wu Suowei, the guard who had followed at the door, immediately responded.

……

The commercial street is not far from the office area, and it has both restaurants and shops from the Great Xia Dynasty as well as shops run by various ethnic groups.

At the entrance of the dwarf's metal ornament shop, a small windmill that spins in the wind hangs.

The flower shop next door had its door half open, and several slender vines climbed up the window frame, supporting a row of small flowers of different colors.

Lin Mo walked all the way to the vicinity of the bookstore and soon saw Fendona through the glass.

She stood in front of the bookshelf by the window, looking down as she flipped through books. Two books were already in the cloth bag beside her, their colorful covers peeking out.

Lin Mo stopped and glanced at the first suggestion on his phone again.

We met naturally.

He just contacted the other party, so isn't it a bit inappropriate to pretend to bump into them now?

Lin Mo hesitated for a moment at the door, just as he was about to go in, when the shop door was already pushed open from the inside.

Fendona stood at the door with her books in her arms, glanced at him, and then looked at the shop window next to her.

"What are you looking for outside?"

"I wasn't looking for anything, I was just about to go in."

"You just walked past the door once."

"..."

Lin Mo silently put his phone back in his pocket.

The first step doesn't seem to be going very smoothly.

Seeing his unusually embarrassed expression, Fendona's lips twitched, but she quickly pursed them.

"Did you need something from me?"

"have."

Lin Mo's answer was too solemn, and seeing this, Fendona realized she had misunderstood him; her expression immediately turned somewhat indifferent.

"What is it?"

People were going in and out of the bookstore. Lin Mo stepped aside to make way and pointed to a quieter spot nearby:

"In the past?"

Fendona followed him for a couple of steps, stopped next to the flower shop, and looked down at the knot on the cloth bag.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you can just tell me."

Lin Mo paused for a moment:

"That's not what I came here to talk about."

Fendona suddenly looked up, her heart pounding twice, her emerald green eyes still revealing a barely concealed unease.

That expression made Lin Mo completely forget the opening remarks he had prepared.

"I wanted to apologize for what I said at the meeting," he said earnestly.

"I didn't think at the time and said some things that upset you."

Fendona didn't reply immediately. She gently twisted the bag drawstring with her fingers and whispered:

"So, back then, did you really want me to marry someone else?"