When all was said and done, it was her husband who'd had the keen eye for their Little San's marriage. With just one look, he had seen that while the girl, Changqing, was a bit tan and skinny, she was truly exceptional.
After all, you could always lighten a tan, and being skinny didn't mean you were unhealthy. In just a short time, she had blossomed, dispelling even He Peiyin's lingering worries that her son had just been acting on a whim.
He Peiyin sighed and patted the head of her youngest son, who was staring at her, eagerly waiting for her to speak. 'I wonder what kind of wife this one will find in the future...'
"Mama?"
Her youngest son's cautious tone snapped He Peiyin back to the present. Realizing she'd started worrying about things that were ages away, she couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
