He Fusheng's eyelids twitched, he couldn't help it, he interrupted the matchmaker's continuous questioning: "Xianmian is still young, don't be in a hurry..."
"Oh, my Mr. He, why don't you be in a hurry?" The matchmaker patted her thigh with an exaggerated tone, "You are talented and beautiful, and there are girls waiting in line for you to choose, one crop after another is like leeks. Fat swallows are thin, as long as it comes into your eyes.
Even if you are over 30 years old, you don't have to worry, anyway, at that time, you will be in your prime, with a rich family background, so many women want to have children with you.
But women are different, youth is like a flower, it only takes two or three years, if it is not settled early, it will be bad if it is delayed.
Look at this city of Jin, anyone who is over 18 years old and hasn't married yet is picked by her husband's family, but it's not her turn to pick her husband's family..."
He Fusheng was annoyed: "Don't worry, if Xiang Yi is eighteen years old and hasn't married yet, I will marry her..."
Mo Xiangyi: "..."
The matchmaker was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing, "Young Master He, you really know how to joke, if you really want to marry Miss Mo Er, you have already made up your mind, so how can you wait until now?
No one in Jincheng knows that the second Miss Mo can marry anyone, but it is impossible to marry Mr. He, and you can marry anyone, Mr. He, but it is impossible to marry the second miss of the Mo family. "
Now it was He Fusheng's turn to be dumbfounded, and kept asking: "Why?"
"For more than a year, you have been together day and night all day long, but you have been polite and considerate to each other like masters and apprentices, with respect and friendship. Although the two of you are a good match, you have been together long ago. Why wait until now? There is no movement yet?
What's more, Mr. He, you are the well-known Liu Xiahui, you have always been calm, you have never been close to women, you are clean and self-sufficient, just like the existence of a saint who has no desires and no desires..."
Although she praised He Fusheng, the matchmaker saw that He Fusheng's complexion was getting worse and worse, her thin lips were getting tighter and tighter, and her expression was getting more and more serious, so she knew that she must have touched a man's taboo, so the matchmaker quickly stopped her mouth and was cautious. He asked: "I just don't know, that woman in Mr. He's heart, who is the Goddess who is blessed and blessed, actually let Mr. He do this for her..."
Not only will it stay in Mr. He's heart, but it will also make Mr. He reject almost all the beautiful girls around him.
Mo Xiangyi also pricked up his ears, turned his head slightly, and looked at He Fusheng, wanting to know who the woman in his heart was.
After all, for so many years, Xiang Yi only heard about him but never saw him.
I have only heard that there is such a person, but I have never seen Brother Fusheng describe that woman at all...
Out of the corner of He Fusheng's eyes, he sensed the curiosity in Mo Xiangyi's eyes, and simply turned around, facing Mo Xiangyi, his dark eyes staring at her deeply, his voice was low and deep, revealing the meaning of bewitching, He paused every word: "This person is far away in the sky, but close in front of us!"
Mo Xiangyi: "..."
Mo Xiangyi's pupils were slightly dilated, but before He Fusheng saw anything in his eyes, the man had already turned around, walked towards the gate of the mansion with big strides, and got into the carriage soon...
The matchmaker was also dumbfounded when she heard the words, she looked at Mo Xiangyi, then turned her head to look at He Fusheng who had left, and said to herself: "It's just that I'm useless, my old eyes are dim."
Mo Xiangyi came back to his senses, hurriedly raised his heels, lifted the hem of his skirt, and hurried into the carriage.