Almost as soon as Wen Nuan left the restaurant, Ji Qin turned around and grabbed Wang Juan's arm, "Mom, I like her, let me marry her, it has to be her."
Wen Yizhong's brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Don't make a fuss."
Wang Juan gave her son a look, indicating that he should finish this meal properly.
Just by looking at Wen Yizhong's expression, it was clear that Ji Qin probably wouldn't work out. Wang Hui felt a bit apprehensive.
Sure enough, as soon as the meal was over, Wen Yizhong called Wang Hui over.
"I asked you to pick someone, and look at who you've chosen. Does Ji Qin even have what it takes to be presentable?"
Wen Yizhong started criticizing with a bad attitude.
"But I followed your requirements to find him."
Wang Hui defended herself softly.
Wen Yizhong was taken aback momentarily and fell silent.
