Li Baoxiang saw him turn cold and tough, and feared that if he pushed too hard, they would fall out with the Fang and the Pei Qin families, which would benefit them not at all. Suppressing his anger, he sighed in a softer voice, "I'm just worried about my sister's marriage... she's already seventeen."
Fang Liuming looked down and replied, "If your family wishes, mine can act as a go-between."
Li Baolian was already seventeen, and any further delay was unacceptable. If she didn't marry this year, by the next year at eighteen, they'd have to settle for a less respectable match.
"I... I would be in your debt, Liuming, my sister, she really has been let down by me... it's my fault!" Li Baoxiang said, somewhat choked up.
Fang Liuming didn't speak further and after seeing him out, went to discuss the matter of acting as a go-between for Li Baolian with Pei Qin, "I'll borrow cousin's donkey cart, go home, and discuss with Grandfather and parents to see who we can recommend."
