Chaim slightly narrowed his eyes, and laughed as he added, "I'm also very anxious."
"Are you anxious? When were you in a hurry? I don't think you take it seriously at all.” Valery glared at him angrily. She had intentionally let him make a family since he was twenty—seven, but every time he agreed, she would use busy as an excuse and reject him.
Chaim was powerless to refute his mother as he consoled her, "Mom, something like this requires fate. I can't force it."
"Alright, stop acting perfunctory. I told you about Mekhi's granddaughter last time. Why don't you meet her in the next two days?" "That child is really not bad. He has good knowledge, a good home tutor, and is even more beautiful. Moreover, the three generations of Mekhi's army are outstanding. In terms of status, you two are
