As he spoke, Ning He picked up an egg with his chopsticks, threw it in his mouth, and chewed it hard. The fried egg was soft and sticky, but he chewed it so hard as if he was chewing chicken.
"How is it possible? I don't have other skills, but I have been a matchmaker for so many years, and I know how capable I am. Anyway, there are no outsiders here. Tell me, what are you worried about?"
Aunt Hua really wanted to introduce him to a girl. If such a good young man was wasted, wouldn't it be a pity? Especially when she thought of the tall towering man under the triangular pants... Bah, where was she thinking?
After thinking for a while, Ning He finally said honestly, "Aunt, do you know why I always fail to get married?"
He stopped Aunt Hua with one question.
To be honest, she really did
