"Mom, I'm genuinely trying to guide him in that direction. Although he's pretty smart, having a high IQ doesn't mean he has the same emotional intelligence. It's normal for him to overlook things. Let's just wait; he's only twenty-seven, so there's no rush."
"He may be twenty-seven, but you're already thirty-two. Women age quickly after thirty, and their market value isn't as high as it was in their twenties. Mason is now being pursued by plenty of young girls. In a few years, you'll be forty; how will you compete with girls in their twenties?" Mia advised earnestly.
Sophia didn't take it to heart, saying, "Mason would never make me compete with girls in their twenties. If he were that kind of person, then getting married wouldn't change a thing—I'd still be contending with those girls. Mom, you're worrying for nothing."
Mia was so frustrated by Sophia's attitude that she had a headache.
Since Sophia wasn't cooperating, Mia had to change tactics and approached Mason.
