Feng Lin vehemently refused, but Wu Nan simply wouldn't let him go.
He had no choice but to go back with her in the end.
"Young man, what's your name?" Wu Nan asked, smiling.
"My name is Feng Lin."
Feng Lin glanced at Wu Nan, "Auntie, you really have a way with words. What do you do for a living?"
"I sell insurance. Without good speaking skills, I'd starve."
Wu Nan shook her head, "It's because of this job that most of my relatives don't associate with me anymore."
Feng Lin looked at Wu Nan and smiled, "Auntie, you are so beautiful and so capable of managing a household. As long as your own family is happy, that's all that matters."
The Wu Nan before him was unadorned, in her thirties or forties, yet capable of maintaining such a figure and appearance.
She already surpassed seventy or eighty percent of women her age.
"You really have a sweet mouth, but my family isn't happy."
