"You're blaming me now? If you have the guts, bring someone home." Flora Loughton frowned, throwing the topic to Marsh Langley, "Langley, don't you think so?"
"Yes, yes."
Marsh Langley nodded, looking calm and collected.
But from inside out, he was radiating an air of "I don't want to get involved."
Pedro Langley said, "She was the one who went to the Scott family house first."
Flora Loughton was furious, her eyebrows raised, "If I knew you had your eye on the Scott family's daughter, wouldn't I have built a good relationship in advance?"
"..."
Hesitating, Pedro Langley admitted this was his fault.
"You've been running home every day recently, haven't you been looking for the girl?" Flora Loughton started to lecture, "You can't just put off pursuing a wife, delay a day or two, and other men with ulterior motives will seize the opportunity. Can't you learn a thing or two from Langley?"
Getting angrier, Flora Loughton turned her head and shouted, "Langley!"
