In the study, after Mr. Lin took his seat, he glanced at his youngest son sitting below and then looked at his two dignified-looking grandsons carrying an ice platter, before lowering his eyes.
After a moment, seeing that everyone was seated, he opened his mouth and said, "You've been making rounds these past few days, and you've met the people you should. Do any families catch your eye? We can't delay the marriage any longer."
Lin Dingsheng frowned, "Grandfather, let's deal with the pressing issues first. Once that's done, whoever you think is suitable, just arrange it without asking me."
Mr. Lin looked at the other grandson.
Lin Dingli scratched his head, glanced at his dad, and smiled at Mr. Lin, "Let's sort out my brother first. He's almost thirty, and he can't delay any longer. I'm fine, I must settle it by twenty-five."
Lin Dingsheng lightly slapped his brother, "Stop grinning and use your brain a little more."
