Thinking of Shen Songming, Old Scholar Fang let out a long sigh. "Have you decided, Qinqin?" He pitied Shen Songming, finding him a rather suitable husband. The way he could put aside his pride to cajole Qinqin, and didn't complain even after being hit; such a man was hard to find!
"I've never even considered it!" Pei Qin made it clear, so he should stop entertaining such thoughts.
Old Scholar Fang emerged with a somber and regretful air after seeing Shen Songming.
"What's the result? What did Pei Qin say?" Shen Songming was anxiously waiting for news.
Old Scholar Fang shook his head.
"She still doesn't agree?" Shen Songming's face darkened.
