Qin Xiaomin was already 24 years old this year. Could she still wait five or six years?
Moreover, there were so many people in her family. It was impossible for her to not eat or drink.
Five or six years was too short.
She raised her head and looked at Li Yong's expression. She couldn't say anything to persuade him to give up.
She had been through it before. It wasn't that she hadn't experienced the feeling of liking someone.
If she could give up just like that, then how could there be so many infatuated couples in the world?
"Sister, I want to go home and rent or buy the land of our neighbors. I want to get more than ten acres. When I have more work to do, I'll hire a few people. I shouldn't be too busy," Said Li Yong, "As for the sales, Uncle Qin promised to help think of a way."
