Mr. Li Er's mind raced as he considered the young man's proposal. On the surface, things weren't bad.
Sure, the guy tended to blather on, but he wasn't a notorious womanizer, and at least he remained unattached.
More importantly, his family lineage was clean—no concubines for three generations. He'd even met his sister—not exactly a paragon of virtue, but refreshingly straightforward. All in all, it could be a decent match for his little sister.
However, Hong Suzhi's situation was far from ordinary. Her true identity was a secret, and she was also a widow. These were not details most men would readily accept.
With a sigh, he offered a compromise. "Listen, Runsheng," he began, "why don't I ask around a bit and see what she feels? I'll let you know later."
"Sure, but be quick about it," Runsheng pressed.
"Why the urgency? You've been single for twenty years!" Mr. Li Er countered with a laugh.
