Daohua snapped back to reality: "Thinking about your younger son's marriage." She then recounted her talk with Gu Moyan.
Xiao Yeyang chuckled: "You, always worrying. That brat definitely likes Zijin. When watching the dragon boat race yesterday, Moyan's eyes practically glued to the girl. If he doesn't like her, then he's not my son."
Daohua was amused by this: "Are you so sure?"
Xiao Yeyang looked confident: "A father knows his son best. I've seen enough to believe it. You should just relax, and wait to drink tea served by your daughter-in-law."
Daohua chuckled: "Whether the Tang Family is willing or not is still uncertain."
Xiao Yeyang widened his eyes: "My son, and they don't find him appealing?!" Then he laughed, "Don't worry, that girl Zijin likes Moyan very much and will surely be happy to enter the Duke Residence."
Looking at Xiao Yeyang, full of confidence in his son, Daohua laughed: "Not necessarily, your son often bullies the poor girl."
