Mrs. Young clutched her chest in frustration and said, "Look at this brat, he's trying to kill me with anger. All these years, he's never listened to a word I say, always doing whatever I tell him not to do. From his childhood to now, no one could make decisions for him. If he had listened to just half a word from me, he wouldn't still be single."
Mrs. Young reached out to soothe her mother-in-law's frustrations, "Mum, don't be upset. That's just Dylan's temperament. Besides, there's no need to specifically set up a meeting. Since you are going to celebrate your big birthday soon, we can invite someone over then, and that will do..."
Mrs. Young patted her daughter-in-law's hand appreciatively, "You're always so thoughtful, always the sensible one. Later on, why don't you find several girls who are around Dylan's age and let him meet them, just in case there's one he likes?"
