In the living room, Old Mrs. Geng held onto May 1st's hand, smiling joyfully, "This child is really handsome. He's almost 23, right?"
"22 years old."
Mr. Geng glared at Zhang Guoqing, "Stop interrupting." Then he turned back to continue chatting casually with Zhou Xiaozheng while drinking tea.
"22, huh? I already had two kids by then."
Zhang Guoqing chimed in, "Exactly, times have changed. I had Ping'an at 18. Now it's great; the younger one is still studying."
"Here, have a sip, this is Dahongpao." He handed the teacup to the old lady and took the chance to nudge May 1st away. "Son, tell the old lady about Baobao's situation abroad."
His son wasn't easy prey. Why would a business chase after buyers like that? An old lady holding onto a young man's hand is really unrefined!
"Baobao is doing well abroad. Her classmates take good care of her and call her Eastern Doll. Her dorm only has two people; one is named Amira, and they're very close, like sisters."
