The old lady heard her words and smiled with narrowed eyes, "My dear, I still have an eldest son who's not married yet. You see, your son works at the factory, and he's with the same company as my son. In the future, we'll all know each other. Why don't we find some time for my son to meet your daughter, and later on, I'll have my son look out for your boy at the factory."
Xu Niannian's mouth twitched.
Hu Yue raised her hand, wanting to hit someone, disrespecting the elderly.
Yang Cuihua cursed directly, "Pah! How old is your eldest son, still thinking about my girl? There's no chance! My daughter is young and beautiful; is your son even worthy of her?"
Who was Yang Cuihua's weak spot? It was none other than Xu Niannian.
This old hag was over sixty, and this son standing next to her already looked to be in his forties. How old would her eldest son be?
And still, she dares to fancy my daughter?
Yang Cuihua was furious.
