"About the child, my family has had only one son for four generations. It's not at all unreasonable for my mother to ask you to give birth to a son. Without a son, wouldn't my family line end?"
Wang Zhiyao continued, saying things that made people want to beat him until he lost control of his bladder and bowels.
Heh, yes, yes, of course. Your mother wanted you to abort every girl until you conceived and gave birth to a boy. That wasn't unreasonable at all.
Did he really think I was a pushover?
Su Qiao truly couldn't understand.
Why were there such self-righteous, bizarrely brainless creatures in this world?
What era was this, anyway?
Could it be that all the books he'd read over the years had gone straight into his stomach?
Seeing that she hadn't said a word for a long while, Wang Zhiyao assumed she had realized her mistake and was repenting, so his tone softened somewhat.
"This is our first time meeting, and you're already acting like this. How are my parents supposed to agree to my marrying you?"
Su Qiao planted her hands on her hips, tilted her head slightly, and looked at him in confusion. "What marriage?"
"My mother said she was only sending me to see what you were like, just like when families arrange blind dates—to see what the man's family conditions are like."
"My parents don't agree to my marrying into the city in the first place, much less into an ordinary and unreliable family like yours."
The anger Wang Zhiyao had just suppressed flared up again.
"What do you mean, an ordinary family?"
"Are you looking down on my family because our conditions aren't good? Your own family is in such poor shape, yet you have the nerve to look