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    The point is, Xiong Zian had been watching there for who knows how long, and had been slyly mocking her for putting a hot face on a cold ass.

    “It’s said that a woman chasing a man is separated by a veil, but in your case it’s separated by a brick wall. If you don’t beg me, I’ll tell you about his habits, it’s better than losing your head like a fly on the wall. I and ah Chong grew up wearing the same pants, the information is absolutely good, to ensure that you chase people with half the effort.” Xiong Zian said cheaply.

    Lin Wan didn’t give in either, “Fine, then I’ll start by asking you what color panties Tang Jia Chong likes to wear, boxer or triangle, and what size? It just so happens that I especially want to get to know him better.”

    Xiong Zian was dumbfounded by her dislike.

    Lin Wan had sort of gotten the upper hand herself in the end, but how could she still feel on fire?

    “When do you want to get married?” Lin Wan suddenly asked.

    “You asked me?” Mako looked back.

    Lin Wan: “I think it’s too early to get married at 40, men are all big pigs, isn’t it comfortable to live alone, why do you have to get married.”

    “I’m married.” Mako said in a low voice.

    “You’re already married? How old are you? I think you’re only twenty-three or twenty-four.” Lin Wan was surprised no less.

    Nowadays, people get married late, she is 28 years old, and she has already been urged by her family to get married every day, and even the object has been identified for her.

    She recoiled at the thought of that fat-headed young master of the Yan family.

    Mommy said she’d give her six months and she had to be married by the time she turned 30.

    If they couldn’t find a better offer than Yan Shao before then, then they would have to marry the Yan family.

    Children from powerful families like theirs had to find the right kind of marriage.

    And mommy is even more demanding, the other family’s status can only be higher than their own, or at least flush, definitely not lower.

    Lin Wan shunned the young men of the right age from wealthy families in the South City and surrounding areas.

    There really aren’t many better trial males than her family.

    And the ones she looked at were basically nonexistent.

    Because the family conditions are too good, food and clothing, those men, either flirtatious, immersed in the pile of women, or stupid and obese, such as the stream of Yan Shao.

    Either one is out of fashion.

    There were also so many that could still make it, but even if they were born into a wealthy family, there was no guarantee that their looks would be higher than the usual level.

    Those with crooked looks, Lin Wan really didn’t dare to imagine having to share a bed with someone and have children.

    After sifting and sifting, only Tang Jia Chong was left.

    Tang Jia Chong has an outstanding appearance and is the heir to the richest man in South City.

    Since she was going to marry someone, why didn’t she find the best and brightest.

    Tang Jia Chong and Xiong Zian are good friends, and it just so happens to disgust Xiong Zian, the dog man.

    “I’m 25 and just married too.” Pastor Fiction.

    “Why are you so thoughtful, isn’t it good to be alone. Or is it because you had to get married because life was so stressful?”

    “Hey, families in bad conditions and those from affluent families like us are all the same, marriage is wrapped up in money. So there’s essentially no difference between more money and less money.”

    “When you have less money you have to fight for survival and make compromises to survive. Having money and wishing to be richer, still not being able to do what you want, it’s so hard to be a human being.”

    Lin Wan leaned back on the massage chair and spat at the ceiling.

    Mako: “……”

    But after a little thought, what Lin Wan said didn’t seem wrong.

    He himself got married for 2 million dollars.

    Still, it couldn’t be considered forced, she volunteered.

    “What does your husband do, his condition must be better than yours, right?” Lin Wan asked.

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