Afternoon.
The meal was over.
Fang Shuiling hurried to clear the bowls and chopsticks from the table. Seeing this, Xie Jing did not let her do it all alone and went with her to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Once the two women left, Xie Ran said, "Brother-in-law, what do you think?"
Dong Xuebin knew what he was asking about. "Pretty good."
Apparently dissatisfied with that assessment, Xie Ran glanced toward the kitchen. "Xiao Jing told you, right? Even though she's the Fang Family's youngest granddaughter, Xiao Ling has a great temperament. She can cook, too, and she's especially sensible. You simply can't find a woman like her among the children of prominent families. Take Fang Wenping, for example—Xiao Ling's aunt. Aunt Fang's temper and personality are typical of a pampered child from a prominent family. Don't even get me started. But look at Xiao Ling—she's so sensible."
Dong Xuebin still did not offer much of an opinion. "She's all right. Pretty good."
Xie Ran clearly knew there was far too much resistance to him and Fang Shuiling being together, so he could not help wanting to pull Dong Xuebin in as backup. If his brother-in-law supported their marriage, it would probably be easier to persuade his eldest sister. Then there might actually be some hope. After all, within the Xie Family, his eldest sister and brother-in-law were complete exceptions. There was no need to mention his eldest sister, Xie Huilan. She had held a high position in the family since childhood and had always been unruly. She even dared to snap at family relatives, and no one in the family could do much about her. That gave Xie Huilan considerable authority within the family, so her words carried almost as much weight as those of the elders. And