Sitting down in the pavilion, he never expected Jiang Feng could make such an accurate guess. Strictly speaking, his family had been urging him for a full ten years, and they had just sent another letter not long ago.
Hey, it's indeed not about caring for him, but about urging him to get married.
"It's alright, brother, I understand this feeling."
Patting his shoulder, surprisingly, Jiang Feng did not gloat or mock, but instead offered comfort. He originally wanted to retort "You understand nothing," but their eyes met.
That bitterness was even greater than his own, clearly indicating someone who had been through the same, and Jiang Feng also took out two bottles of wine from his Qiankun Bag.
Originally, he planned to bring them to his senior sister, but unexpectedly, they ended up being used here, one bottle each, and then Jiang Feng said with great emotion.
"Brother, I really understand your anxious feelings, I can pretty much guess how your family is pressuring you."
