Han Zecang had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his eldest brother ask gossipingly, "Do you have someone you like? Has a matchmaker come to our house? Are your parents urging you to go on a blind date?"
Han Zecang was helpless: "Brother, do you still have any sense of boundaries?"
Want a sense of boundaries? That's easy, just one sentence.
"Zecang, you're already eighteen, don't you know how much money you owe me..."
The memory of the dead suddenly attacked him, and Han Zecang was frightened and hurried to repair the precarious family relationship.
"Brother, let me tell you, our parents are really anxious. A matchmaker came to our house before and introduced several girls to me. It's a pity..."
Han Zeyu was interested in this topic and decided to make peace temporarily, listening to the gossip before breaking off the engagement.
"What a pity! Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"
"Didn't you say that matters of the heart shouldn't be taken lightly? So I went to investigate and discovered that matchmakers are all liars. They're even better at writing in the Spring and Autumn style than I am."
Han Zeyu nodded: "That's true. Not everyone is like me and your brother-in-law, a match made in heaven, with the word "matched" written all over our faces."
Han Zecang...
Can you talk to him properly? Is it fun to bully him?
Han Zeyu nodded again, finding it particularly interesting.
Han Zecang decided to tell him something more interesting to distract from his elder brother's fierce firepower.
"Zhao Yan has a mistress and an illegitimate child, and his wife has found out about it. You know that mistress, too."
Han Zeyu was calm and composed: "You mean Qian Ning! I don't find it surprising that he was exposed. What's more surprising is that he was able to hide it for so long."
Han Zecang was speechless. You know this now?
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