For the sake of her son, Zheng Xianghong still asked Xia Xiao, "This time you returned, your family didn't introduce you to anyone."
Xia Xiao honestly shook his head, "My family told me not to rush into finding someone. It's not too late even if it takes another ten or eighteen years, and they want me to bring someone back for them to see."
Upon hearing this, Zheng Xianghong thought, ten to eighteen years, and still needing to bring someone back for family approval, her son's chances were even slimmer. How could people from the big city possibly like a poor son-in-law from the countryside? Even if he had gone to university, he might not be deemed suitable.
After Xia Xiao had left, Zheng Xianghong said, "See, your chances are slim."
"Mom, can you not be so discouraging?" Gao Jiaxing expressed his dissatisfaction. How could he not know whether his chances were slim?
