Mrs. Wang rolled up her sleeves and made a threatening gesture. "If you don't introduce a young man to my daughter... I'll find her and cry!"
"Haha..." An Ning chuckled. "Alright, my grandmother won't introduce an old man to your daughter."
"Of course I know."
An Ning put away her smile and squinted her eyes. "But if you keep selling men to me, I sure will urge my grandma to introduce your daughter to an old man."
Mrs. Wang was dumbfounded. "Ningning, you wouldn't do that to me, right?"
"Hmph hmph..." An Ning deliberately made a threatening sound.
Mrs. Wang pleaded. "Alright, alright, I won't be a mediator anymore."
"Good!" An Ning hugged Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang glanced at her and sighed, thinking, why doesn't she get it? Mo Ang is really a great guy.
...
Wen Rufeng, Mo Ang, An Ning, and some local government leaders came to Bailuzhou Wetland.
The abundance of oxygen ions made people feel exceptionally refreshed, as if a weight had been lifted from their hearts.
