Su Ningyan paused, looking at her precious daughter, and pinched her little cheek, "Do you think your uncle and Teacher Zhuang are suitable?"
An An nodded seriously, somewhat puzzled, "Mom, neither of them has a girlfriend or boyfriend, aren't they suitable?"
Thinking about it, Ningyan couldn't help but laugh, "That's true, our An An is considerate."
Last time I heard Su Jingyu say she was going to introduce someone to Chengxuan, she was also thinking about what kind of girl to find for him.
Even though Chengxuan used to be immature, now he's already a man with broad shoulders.
"Mom, I'll first help them arrange a meeting, then it's up to Uncle."
"Alright, if they end up together, Mom will have to thank you properly."
That Teacher Zhuang seems very kind, but who knows if she'll fall for Chengxuan?
At noon, Ningyan took the three little babies to the Feng Family to have lunch; Feng Jinghan had already returned from Jiang City.
