Fang Ming fell silent. It was heartbreaking. That's why bosses are so annoying, especially henpecked bosses after marriage. They're simply inhuman.

Seeing Fang Ming's gloom, Nangong Jue was actually happy. Of course, he was even happier that the black girl who had occupied his wife for eleven and a half minutes had finally been pulled away by his brother-in-law. He hurriedly went over and asked, "Wife, are you tired?" He quickly said that he was tired, because as long as his wife was tired, he could openly hug and cuddle her.

"I'm not tired," Le Yao shook her head.

Nangong Jue: ...

Glancing at Zhou Yulan, who was snickering beside him, he suddenly found her an eyesore and a clever idea popped into his head: "Cousin, what do you think of Assistant Fang?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yulan was taken aback. "Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

“Fang Ming has taken a liking to you. He asked me to ask you if you think it’s a good match. If you also think it’s suitable, then you can give it a try.” Nangong Jue glanced at Zhou Yulan. To be fair, although this cousin wasn’t as pretty as his wife, she wasn’t bad-looking either. Anyway, Fang Ming wasn’t as good as him, so the two of them were actually quite a good match. “He earns over a million a year, is quite capable, owns a house and a car, and has the five social insurances and one housing fund…”

Le Yao's lips twitched. Was this Nangong Jue? Why was he acting like a matchmaker all of a sudden?

"He doesn't smoke, only drinks occasionally for business occasions, and has annual physical examinations at his company. He's very healthy, although he's a bit older, but..."

"Alright." Zhou Yulan quickly made a stop gesture. "I'm only eighteen."

"No, it's nineteen." Le Yao quickly corrected herself.

“My birthday is at the end of September, I haven’t celebrated it yet.” Zhou Yulan glared at Le Yao.

Le Yao quickly shut her mouth.

“What a coincidence, Fang Ming’s birthday is also at the end of September, September 28th.” Nangong Jue smiled.

"Huh? Yulan is also twenty-eight. They actually share the same birthday?" Le Yao was surprised. "What a coincidence!"

Zhou Yulan sighed, exasperated. This couple was unbelievable. She stood up abruptly, saying, "I..."

"Fang Ming." Nangong Jue called Fang Ming over directly.

"My lord, what is it?"

“My cousin wants to go out for a walk, why don’t you come with her?” Nangong Jue handed the man directly to Fang Ming. “Remember, have a good chat, you two share the same birthday.”

Fang Ming frowned slightly. Why did his boss's expression seem so strange? But he didn't think much of it and instead glanced at Zhou Yulan: "Little girl, let's go."

Zhou Yulan wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she couldn't bring herself to say it. However, she glared at Fang Ming and said, "You're the little girl, your whole family are little girls." Then she walked straight out.

Fang Ming touched his nose, wondering what he had done to deserve this. But he still hurriedly followed.

Once everyone had left, Nangong Jue breathed a sigh of relief.

Le Yao looked at him with a half-smile.

"Wife." Nangong Jue quickly suppressed his smug expression.

"Sigh." Le Yao couldn't help but sigh, "Are you really going to go this far? Isn't this just playing matchmaker?"

“How could that be?” Nangong Jue laughed. “I think they’re quite a good match.”

"I hope so." Le Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes at the other person.

“Really.” Nangong Jue became serious. “Think about it, Fang Ming is intelligent and capable at work, but he’s really not good at relationships. As his boss, I can’t just be happy myself and ignore my subordinate’s suffering, right? That wouldn’t be good for our future work.”