"Did any of your leaders at the institute introduce you to any potential spouses this year!" During lunch, Li Junping couldn't help but ask him.
"Yes. I dated two, but they weren't suitable," Qin Jian said while biting into a steamed bun.
"What's not suitable about them? You think they're unsuitable, or do they think you're unsuitable?"
"Both sides felt it wasn't suitable."
Li Junping would ask a question and Qin Jian would answer in as few words as possible, not willing to say an extra word, which frustrated her to death: "Can't you just talk to your mom about this? Are you trying to worry me to death?"
"I find the women too timid, and they find me too cold!"
At that moment, Qin Feng couldn't help but chime in, "Bro, your face is always cold like a temple guardian god, who wouldn't be scared?"
