"Ah, what a shame."
"I still think Lin Chun would've been the best fit."
"She matched Da Wei's criteria so well."
"How did Lu Zhi Zong beat everyone to the punch?"
Even in the middle of the night, Zhao Feng would remember it and sit bolt upright, slapping his thigh.
He regretted being too slow to act.
When Qin Li received his eldest niece's desperate plea for help, he happened to be on leave. So he took the initiative to visit Zhao Feng and catch up with his old friend. Listening to him ramble on made Qin Li laugh. He poured Zhao Feng a drink. "What do you mean, he beat everyone to the punch? They'd been together for quite some time already."
He hadn't forgotten the real reason for his visit.
His eldest niece had been living through chaos lately, and it was all thanks to Zhao Feng. Even he, as her elder, felt sorry for the girl.
He tried to talk some sense into Zhao Feng, who'd become practically obsessed with arranging blind dates. "Marriage is written in the stars. Maybe one day Da Wei will meet someone she likes, and things will fall into place naturally. Wouldn't that be wonderful? You wouldn't have to dress up and go on blind dates for her every single time."
Zhao Feng said, "Ah, how can you expect to find someone by just sitting around and waiting?"
Of course you had to take the initiative.
If only he'd made his move sooner and more often, perhaps he wouldn't have missed out on such a perfect candidate who met all the requirements.
Qin Li said, "Da Wei is still young. She's just a child."
She could wait another thirty or fifty years before thinking about marriage.
Martial Gall Warriors lived longer than