An Xin felt utterly embarrassed by Fang Hao’s words.
But even though she was spoken to in such a way, all An Xin could do was nod in agreent.
"Yes, Auntie, you’re right, I understand." An Xin lowered her eyes, not daring to et Fang Hao’s gaze, "Thank you for your concern."
One had to admit that An Xin handled things quite well, as she didn’t forget to say thank you, even if it was against her will, which made her appear generous.
After all, An Xin was about the sa age as Di Mingchen, with naturally more life experience, while Nangong Ran was only about twenty-one years old. Regarding experience in dealing with people and things, she was no match for An Xin.
Moreover, Nangong Ran was used to a pampered life, so her temper was certainly a bit more fiery than An Xin’s, and she couldn’t tolerate such grievances.
If it were her, she would’ve already blown up, saying, "None of your business, old witch!"
This shows that different ages, experiences, families, and growth environnts lead to different personalities and ways of handling things.
Upon hearing this, Fang Hao chuckled, who knows if it was a mocking laugh or a happy one, then continued, "What’s there to thank? As a martyr’s widow, you deserve the state’s care. Plus, you’re a friend of my second son, so naturally, your treatnt is different from others. When it cos to your marriage, I have to personally oversee it.
You know, given your situation, I actually have a friend’s distant relative’s nephew who would be quite a match for you. That kid is pretty good; he’s thirty-eight this year, an elentary school teacher, a governnt employee, with guaranteed living arrangents and a decent family background — car and house included.
He has a child a few years older than yours, also a girl. A few years ago, his wife ran off with soone else, and it’s not easy for a man to raise a daughter. His mom asked my friend to find soone suitable for him, but they haven’t found anyone appropriate yet.
He’s still single now, and I think you two are well-matched in circumstances. I’ll arrange for you two to et one day, who knows, maybe it’ll be a good fit. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, An Xin was dumbfounded, as if struck by lightning, her expression indescribably comical yet slightly pained.
She did not expect Fang Hao to say this, it was as if slapping her in the face with a resounding smack, even more brutal than the slaps Gu Qibao gave before!
Elentary school teacher? Thirty-eight years old? Divorced with a daughter?
What kind of conditions are these!
She certainly wouldn’t be interested!
Forget her, even an average woman wouldn’t be interested!
Was Fang Hao saying this on purpose to belittle her, hinting that she could only match such a man?
Hearing Fang Hao’s words, Gu Qibao and the others instantly got a good laugh too. This was the true embodint of tearing a white lotus apart with high IQ and EQ; Fang Mama was undoubtedly exceptional.
Look at how An Xin was rendered utterly embarrassed!
Logically, with Fang Mama’s emotional intelligence, why did the second uncle end up like that?
Did the high EQ all get inherited by the first and second sons, leaving the second uncle as a fool?
Is it true that being in the army for a long ti makes one dumb?
Perhaps, because there really aren’t many won in the military, and Di Mingchen rarely interacts with them, so naturally, he has no understanding of won. To put it nicely, he’s like a block of wood; to put it bluntly, he’s like an idiot...
"I think this is a great idea!" Di Jinxuan imdiately stepped in at the right mont, "Mom, your suggestion is wonderful. Teachers are quite noble in educating people. Just right, it can also ensure Miss An’s child receives a good education!"
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