"Hey, Zi Wei, you were already this old, only one year younger than my brother. It was time for you to get married and start a family!" Su Yingxue laughed out loud.
She had made such a long preparation in the beginning, and she had finally said this sentence.
Zi Wei was speechless.
He hugged his knife and jumped up the beam, disappearing into the night sky.
Su Yingxue did not forget to chase after him and shout, "Zi Wei, I'll find a matchmaker to read your birth characters tomorrow! What kind of girl do you like? Tall or short, fat or thin?"
Zi Wei sat on the beam and listened to Su Yingxue's happy laughter today. His mood changed.
However, Su Yingxue wanted him to get married.
He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes casting two shadows under his eyes.
He didn't want to marry.
