"That's true..." Yun Doudou nodded and agreed, "I understand, I'll go find him in a bit. Once I have a result from our conversation, I will decide whether to have your Division Commander talk to him. Chuxia, thank you. If it weren't for you, I still wouldn't have figured it out."
Chuxia chuckled lightly, "Stop it, why are you being so formal with me? Resolve your worries first and remember to thank the matchmaker properly when you both get married."
Zhao Yulan came in with a cup of hot milk, and seeing her daughter hang up the phone, she handed over the milk, "Drink it while it's hot. By the way, I heard you mention something about thanking a matchmaker for marriage just now. Is it Xiaoqiong?"
"No..." Chuxia replied while sipping the milk, "It's Doudou."
"She's getting married too..." Zhao Yulan sighed, "I thought Xiaoqiong was marrying Qiliang. Today, when your eldest maternal aunt called, she was enviously admiring that Qifeng's wife had a son."
