Male Lead's Canon Fodder Wife novel Chapter 1277

At the same time, deep in the mountains, Zhang Ermu, Zhang Yulan, and An Xuyuan were resting and having lunch. Sitting under a large tree, Zhang Yulan gulped down her water in several big swigs before letting out a long, satisfied sigh.

"Ahh~ That’s so refreshing!" she said, wiping the water from her lips.

Watching his sister’s carefree behavior, Zhang Ermu sighed and reminded her, "Yulan, you are a girl. You should learn to be more refined."

Zhang Yulan wiped her hands with a wet towel, grabbed a piece of scallion pancake, and said, "Brother, I don’t want to act all prim and proper. If I have to spend my life with a man who can’t accept the real me, then I would rather not marry."

Her words caught Zhang Ermu off guard. He looked at his sister and asked, "Didn’t you say you wanted to marry that Ding boy?"

When he heard this, An Xuyuan glanced at her but remained silent.

Zhang Yulan swallowed a bite of her pancake before responding, "Brother, I was wrong. I thought I liked him, but after he rejected me, I realized I wasn’t as sad as I expected to be."

"Rather than heartbreak, it was more like disappointment and embarrassment. I think I mistook gratitude for affection. Anyway, I don’t want to marry someone who can’t accept me for who I am."

"If I have to pretend to be someone I’m not for the rest of my life, wouldn’t that be exhausting?" she added while shaking her head.

Thinking about how his sister always acted like a delicate flower around Bajie, Zhang Ermu realized she had a point. If Bajie had fallen for her, it wouldn’t have been for the real her—but for the act she put on.

Their relationship wouldn’t have lasted if it was based on deception. Since she had already made up her mind, he would support her as her brother.

Reaching out, he patted her head and said, "Yulan, don’t worry. Brother will find you a good husband."

Zhang Yulan smiled at him and nodded, "I will trust your judgment, Brother."

She wasn’t young anymore, and marriage was inevitable. But she knew her brother loved her dearly—he would surely find someone good for her.

As they discussed the type of man she wanted, An Xuyuan continued eating in silence. For some reason, the scallion pancake in his hand didn’t taste as good as before.

After a while, Zhang Yulan suddenly turned to him and asked, "Brother An, what about you? What kind of woman do you like?"

An Xuyuan raised his gaze and replied flatly, "I don’t have a particular type."

Chewing her pancake, Zhang Yulan shook her head and said, "No wonder you are still single."

The moment she said this, Zhang Ermu immediately smacked her arm and said, "Yulan, don’t be rude."

Realizing that her words might have been offensive, Zhang Yulan quickly apologized, "Brother An, I didn’t mean it that way. I’m sorry."

An Xuyuan stared at her for a moment before asking, "What do you mean by those words?"

Maybe it was the heat, or maybe he was just bored, but an unexpected urge to tease her surfaced in his heart. Looking at her, he suddenly said, "Do you really think so?"

Zhang Yulan nodded quickly and replied, "Of course!"

"Then… how about you become my wife?" he asked with a teasing smile.

The moment those words left his mouth, all three of them froze.

Zhang Ermu and Zhang Yulan were shocked by the sudden proposal.

An Xuyuan, on the other hand, was stunned that he had said those words without thinking.

Looking at their wide-eyed expressions, he realized there was no way to take it back now. If he said it was a joke, Zhang Ermu would probably beat him on the spot. But if he said nothing… What if they took it seriously?

The silence stretched uncomfortably until Zhang Yulan suddenly burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Brother An, you are really funny!" she said while avoiding his gaze.

An Xuyuan frowned when he saw her treating his words as a joke. He should have felt relieved that she took it as a joke—but why did he feel strangely annoyed instead?