What does this matter have to do with proposing marriage for my son?
After being stunned for a while, the three women all started laughing.
Madam Yang couldn't hold back her laughter.
"Look at me, I've been muddled with anger!"
Lady Wen also laughed through her tears.
"Enough, enough; let's not talk about this problem anymore. We'll worry about the future when it comes!"
Madam Yang also nodded.
"Exactly!"
"Come, come, the dishes are getting cold. You all better eat, don't be shy!"
Lady Wen and Ni Manxue didn't bring it up again.
After the meal, the two sat for a while longer before leaving.
In the carriage heading back to the mansion.
Ni Manxue suddenly exclaimed.
"If it wasn't for my second sister liking scholars, I would've thought of matchmaking with the Yang family's eldest son!"
"I've seen that gentleman. Remarkable talent and charming demeanor; although his skin is a bit tan, it's a man's natural hue. Who would mind that?"
Lady Wen frowned.
