"Aunt, I'm feeling anxious."
Matchmaker Zhou looked at Zhou Wei and felt dissatisfied. This niece was beautiful, but she couldn't keep her composure.
But upon second thought, feeling anxious was normal.
She understood Song Shilan's personality after dealing with her over the years: bold and reckless.
Whenever something happened, she would finish it in one go rather than dragging it out.
Would she really dawdle when it came to her son's marriage?
Impossible. The more she thought about it, the more restless she became.
"Aunt~"
Matchmaker Zhou frowned, "Alright, alright, stop calling me. I know."
Zhou Wei noticed Matchmaker Zhou's expression and felt impatient. She was old, after all, with no decisiveness left. It's such a small matter; why hesitate?
If she wanted something, she should just take it.
She wouldn't shy away from using any means to achieve her goals.
"Why don't we do it the way I suggested?"
