Upon hearing his words, Han Yingying felt some annoyance, "What makes you think I'm not good enough for Shen Mosheng?"
Her not wanting to marry was one thing, but being told she wasn't good enough was another.
Old Master Shen couldn't help glaring at her, "Look at you, I raised my voice a bit, and you started crying, just like Cuscuta.
"And you are lazy and gluttonous, can't do a bit of housework, and you have all the bad habits of today's youth. Once you're married, what can you do? Not to mention helping Mosheng, I'm afraid he would have to take care of you.
"Not to mention the indecency of being pregnant before marriage. Tell me, in what way are you worthy of him?"
Worried that his harsh words might make Han Yingying cry again, Old Master Shen softly added another comment.
"However, with your conditions, even though you're not a match for a one in a million top talent like Mosheng, you could still match up with a generally good man. Don't be too down on yourself."
