While Jiang Yibai was listlessly fiddling with his phone, his mother entered the room and patted his shoulder with a grave tone, "Son, look at how old you are getting. For your birthday banquet this year, I have invited most of the renowned ladies from the Capital. Take a good look, see if there's anyone you like."
Jiang Yibai glanced at the women below who were incessantly batting their eyelids at him and frowned. Turning his head, he gave his mother an expression of resignation and couldn't help but ask, "Is this supposed to be my birthday party or a matchmaking soirée?"
"It's both a birthday party and a matchmaking event!" Jiang's mother replied, batting her eyes.
Jiang Yibai: "..."
Seeing that he was still indifferent, Jiang's mother was so anxious that it literally hurt, "Can't you just drop the poker face and see if there's someone you like?"
"I know you have someone you like! But the fact is that she's already married, you can't be a homewrecker, that's utterly immoral."
