Except for one sitting on the bed, the rest are standing beside it. How am I supposed to choose?
"If you can't even recognize your own wife, Third Brother, you're doomed," Nangong Ran gloated from the side.
Nangong Jin almost wanted to hit her, disdainfully saying, "Who says I can't pick out my own wife? Of course, I can spot her at a glance!"
"What the heck, aren't you my Third Brother? How come you're my dad now?" Nangong Ran glared at him. "I'm going back to tell Grandfather Cheng!"
Nangong Jin ignored her, walked up to Gu Qibao and Di Xiaxia, and asked with a smile, "Are there any rules?"
"No looking at hands!" Di Xiaxia was the first to say, "No asking questions!"
Nangong Jin: "..."
"Is there anything more unreasonable?" Nangong Jin asked again.
"That's about it," Di Xiaxia laughed. "Hurry up and choose, Xiaojin!"
