Zhou Miaqing turned green in front of Xu Jian as she was despised by her parents, "Mom! Dad! Enough! I clearly have a degree, have a job, have assets, and though I'm not extremely beautiful, I take after my mom! How can you have such contempt for your own daughter?"
Zhou's father shook his head, "When your mom was your age, she was way better."
The crowd was unexpectedly stuffed with this dog food, making their teeth ache.
Chen Xinyue curiously asked, "Uncle and Aunt, did you also meet through introductions when you were young?"
"Of course!" Zhou's mother said as if it was the most natural thing, "Back then, men and women couldn't walk together unless they were relatives. Otherwise, even a few words could lead to all sorts of rumors.
When the matchmaker introduced us, our first meeting was under the eyes of elders. I didn't like him much at first, but he had good emotional stability, a good temper, and was polite.
