"Mom," Xu Qinghu still wanted to say something.
Liu Sanmei asked, "He's thirty-five, the same age as you. Has he been married? Does he have any children?"
"No children, but..." Xu Qinghu hesitated, then said, "He's been divorced twice."
"You..." Liu Sanmei was so angry she didn't know what to say.
With her head bowed, Xu Qinghu said, "Mom, marrying the son of the brick factory owner, she's sure to live a life of luxury."
"Do you want others to point fingers at the Xu family's backbone, saying that the Xu family is selling their daughter?" Liu Sanmei certainly didn't want to carry the reputation of the Xu family selling their daughter, how would the grandsons of the Xu family find good girls to marry in the future?
A thirty-five-year-old man, twice divorced, and wealthy, should have no trouble finding a wife.
