Luo Haotian looked at his fourth son with a face full of disdain, "You really wish for the moon."
Luo Qiao chuckled, "Big Brother, you should hurry up and find a wife, so she can make it for you. Wouldn't that be great?"
Luo Siyuan turned around to look at his sister, "You should be saying that to Big Brother and Second Brother first; they haven't taken wives yet. As the younger brother, how can I have the cheek to jump the queue?"
Luo Qiao stood up to pour herself a glass of water, "I reckon Big Brother will get married soon. I just urged him about marriage today. Big Brother said that he will find a time to bring it up with Professor Woo and see what they think."
Luo Haotian, after hearing this, "Did your Big Brother really say that?"
