Liang Chen smiled at Yan Huan's straightforward question.
"Hmm, if you're talking about guys, I'm thinking that if I had another chance to choose, then I would want to meet a guy who is head over heels for me while I'm at the peak of my youth. But I'm so old now. I'm already 34 years old."
"You're only 34, that's still young." Yan Huan had never felt that Liang Chen was old. In this line of work, late marriage was common. There were even people who just started to gain fame in their thirties, where they would then prioritize their career over any relationships. They would have wasted their youth hustling until the day they grew old.
"Sister Liang, what do you think about Qi Haolin?" Yan Huan probed Liang Chen tentatively. Sure enough, when Liang Chen heard Qi Haolin's name, her body trembled and she ran her fingers through her hair. "What can I say, he's a decent person. If you're not married, he would have been a good partner of choice."
