Old Mrs. Yin, upon hearing they wouldn't come anymore, just couldn't let that happen. Finally, Mr. Yin had to step in and offer a discount to settle the matter.
He Jinxuan also mentioned that they shouldn't receive special treatment when they come in the future, otherwise they might not dare to visit again. The old couple agreed, and then they took their leave.
Watching them leave, Old Mrs. Yin looked at her husband: "It's really like a fresh flower stuck on a pile of cow dung; Jinxuan kid isn't a match for Xinyan girl."
Mr. Yin looked at his wife helplessly yet fondly: "Listen to you, Jinxuan kid is full of integrity. Although he's not the handsome guy you always talk about, he's not ugly either. Why wouldn't he be a match?
Besides, if a fresh flower isn't stuck in cow dung, where will it get nutrients? It would wither early otherwise."
Old Mrs. Yin rolled her eyes at her husband: "You've got so many twisted theories."
