In the vast Li residence, Xue Shuying sat in the dining room, chin propped up by her hand, watching Li Zhiqian across from her eating wontons, "Xiaozhi, why don't you marry Youran?"
"Cough cough cough!" Li Zhiqian was caught off guard by his mother's words and couldn't stop coughing, his handsome face turning beet red.
Xue Shuying calmly passed a tissue over to him, "Look at you, child, so happy you could cry. Since you agree, then I'll go speak with your second aunt. Though her preferred match is Xiaoqin, Xiaoqin is already married."
Xue Shuying said this and was about to stand up to find Li's second brother's wife.
Li Zhiqian grabbed his mother's hand in a panic, his eyes brimming with tears, "Mom, Mom, through which eye did you see me being happy?"
