I've rewritten it with fuller sentences, smoother flow, and included that Fu Teng already knew about An Yu's marriage before this conversation.
The moment An Yu left the courtyard, the smile on his face widened slightly.
He had not missed Fu Teng's reaction earlier.
In fact, it had been far too obvious.
The moment he arrived at the Fu residence, Fu Teng had practically fled from the courtyard without even trying to hide it.
That alone was enough to make An Yu curious.
Meanwhile, Fu Teng had already returned to his room.
He closed the door behind him and let out a long breath before rubbing his forehead.
"What is wrong with me?" he muttered to himself.
Ever since his engagement to Zhao Yue had been arranged, everything had felt strange.
Not bad.
Just strange.
Before, his days had been simple. He only needed to think about farming, hunting, and helping his family. Now, it felt as though everyone around him only talked about marriage.
