Qiao Shanshan's phone was blowing up that day.
After all, such an outstanding female hunter seeking a husband had many successful, or outwardly successful, men wanting to try their luck.
Tang Xian thought it was great. He even felt happy for Qiao Shanshan and asked if she had taken a liking to anyone.
Then Qiao Shanshan angrily hung up the phone.
Successfully saving him some phone bill expenses.
It wasn't necessary for a grown man to marry, nor was it for a grown woman in this era. The meaning of marriage was diminishing for ordinary people, and it only seemed to matter among the big families, who saw it as a kind of special contract.
What Qiao Shanshan hadn't told Tang Xian was that most of the men calling to propose were from quite wealthy backgrounds, some even from families of significant stature in the eyes of ordinary people.
She initially wanted to ask Tang Xian the reason, but his sincere blessings had left her at a loss for words.
