A phone call urging marriage ruined the aroma of coffee in the early spring afternoon.
Gu Qingran held the hot cell phone, and her grandma's sharp voice was still in her ears: "You are not young anymore, so hurry up and bring a young man back!"
Her best friend Shen Leyan looked at her: "What? Is your Queen Mother making an announcement again?"
"Not only that," Gu Qingran threw the phone back on the table, "he also specifically told me not to follow the example of my cousin and smash it in my hand."
"Hey, have you decided who you want to be a strong man?" Shen Leyan's eyes suddenly lit up, "For example... Xie Heng?"
Gu Qingran stirred the cold coffee, and the syrup sank to the bottom and formed a dull ball.
"A man?" She raised her eyes and gave a cold smile, "He is just the biggest stumbling block in my life."
