"Well, I'm not considering getting married any time soon, it's too early," Xiao Yifei made up an excuse, trying to brush it off, since the other person was his superior, and he couldn't just brush off his dignity.
"My daughter is mature, steady, dignified, and elegant, three years older than you. People say that a woman three years older brings a golden brick, you could just have a talk, right? If you could marry my daughter, it would be your good fortune," Dean Qian was still persistent, tempting.
"Dean, I've arrived," he said, then without waiting for Dean Qian to respond, Xiao Yifei hurriedly jumped out of the car.
Grumbling in his heart, she's three years older than me and still not married off, a leftover woman indeed. Even her own father is pushing her out, she can't be a dinosaur, can she...
