Long Xingkui placed the iPad in front of the old lady and opened the album, which was full of pictures of heiresses.
"This one is from the Helian Family."
"Eh, she's not suitable for Xiliang."
"How about this one?"
"Hmm... she's also not suitable."
"This one?"
The old lady shook her head repeatedly, "No, no."
Long Xingkui showed her several photos of heiresses, but the old lady expressed her disapproval of all of them.
Long Xingkui pulled the photos back to Helian Shan, "Grandma, this Miss Helian is ranked first among Brother Xiliang's potential wives!"
"I don't think Xiliang will like this type!" The old lady looked at the photo on the iPad, her eyebrows knitted together.
Long Xingkui smiled and asked, "Grandma, Brother Xiliang already said he will marry a wife according to the highest standards set by our family."
The old lady shook her head, disagreeing with Long Xingkui, "Xiliang will definitely choose someone he likes to marry, otherwise, he'll be crying too late!"
