Xie Qin said, "I took a look, and all these men from the Rong Family are quite handsome. See if you like any of them, I'll have Fenglai introduce you! You're twenty-one already, about to start working in society, it's time you started dating..."
"Mom!" Song Niaoniao couldn't help but interrupt, "What are you talking about?"
"Are you feeling shy?" Xie Qin couldn't help but giggle, "My precious daughter, at your age, you were already one year old..."
Blah blah blah.
Song Niaoniao: "..."
Xie Qin had already begun seeking for her, "Songyuan, who is this? I think he's the most handsome! He's also wearing glasses, tall, and looks so refined—a real gentleman."
They had just arrived at a red light, and Xu Songyuan stopped the car and turned to look, "This is Rong Wu's third uncle, the youngest of the Rong Family, Rong Moyong, but he's thirty-five years old this year. If paired with Niaoniao, wouldn't that be a bit too old?"
Xie Qin frowned, "Thirty-five years old..."
