"Get married." Chi Yu shrugged and said nonchalantly.
"Why?" I frowned.
"Because this marriage is the marriage that our two families hope to see. Besides, you are over thirty. If you were good, you would have been married long ago, right?" He glanced at me.
I took a deep breath and reminded myself not to be pointlessly angry, "You mean that because I'm not married, I must have major flaws in myself."
"Darwinism is natural selection."
"Then you haven't been married in your thirties, is that also a major flaw?"
"I'm a man, this is something else. Anyway, get married."
I rolled my eyes and said, "Let me think about it. First of all, I have known you for less than 48 hours. You are the arranged marriage partner that my grandfather wanted to recommend to me. You are a famous playboy. In just a few sentences, you insulted my age and all women. Should I marry you?"
So I agreed. A political marriage that makes no sense, and a person who can never be wrong again.
It's You