Yuan Yumeng's expression paused, "Yeah! She really is my sister, that I..."
Song Song suddenly realized something and asked with a smile, "You wouldn't be asking for your sister, would you?"
"You guessed it, sorry! Do you think it's a bit presumptuous?"
Yuan Yumeng's chubby face flushed, "My sister has a really nice personality, she's very sensible and considerate, maybe she really would match with your brother..."
Why did she sound like a salesperson?
Song Song burst out laughing and patted her shoulder, "Who can really say anything about fate! I'm not saying your sister isn't good!"
"I just feel that if we're talking about a good match, you and my brother seem more suitable."
Yuan Yumeng: "..."
"Song Song, are you nearsighted?"
"Yes, I am!"
"Did you wear contact lenses when you went out today?"
"Of course, otherwise how would I attend classes!"
"But I feel like you're not wearing them."
"..."
She with that man suitable? Must be joking!
