"Is it mainly because no one is good enough for him? He doesn't think highly of them?" Huang Shiyuan asked curiously.
"When it comes to being a match, who is truly good enough?" Han Ting muttered quietly.
Tianmiao looked at her son's back and, for some reason, saw a hint of desolation in his silhouette.
Well, digging your own grave must not feel good.
Tianmiao slowly walked forward.
Huang Shiyuan, puzzled, asked, "Hey, does Tianmiao know Chen Jinglou?"
"It's possible she does. Maybe they even have a deep connection; otherwise, how did she get us those spots? Honestly, I'm not sure about Tianmiao's family background," Han Ting analyzed.
"Let's wait here for a while. Tianmiao might be going to catch up with him," Huang Shiyuan suggested.
Han Ting nodded, and the two stood at a distance, waiting for Tianmiao to greet Chen Jinglou.
Tianmiao walked up to Chen Jinglou and smiled, "Hello."
