Ning Jiandong looked at Wen Shi, then at Yi Chichi, and asked a question from deep within his soul.
"So how did you two end up liking each other?"
The couple exchanged a glance, and Wen Shi answered.
"It was fate."
He wouldn't say a word more, and Ning Jiandong didn't press further, just said, "I hope my nephew's fate comes soon too."
At this, he sighed, "He's not getting any younger. If he doesn't get married soon, he really won't find a wife."
"Each generation has its own blessings."
Yi Chichi comforted him.
Ning Jiandong thought it made sense, but he still couldn't help worrying.
He couldn't resist complaining, "Why don't you have a sister?"
Yi Chichi was amused and exasperated, feeling as if it was her fault for not having a sister for his nephew to marry into the family.
It's really unreasonable.
"Uncle, you can ask your friends if they have any nieces. Use your social network, with the Ning family's status, it's truly easy to find a wife."
