Auntie Wang spoke her piece and then proceeded to leave, but Mrs. Wang, quick as lightning, caught hold of Auntie Wang, "Sister-in-law, let me have a word with my husband, just a moment to discuss."
Nowadays, no matter the size, buying a house costs a pretty penny.
Especially considering that Zhao Tianhe had been in Capital City for less than two years.
"Alright, get back to me as soon as possible, so I can introduce Xiao Zhao to someone else."
Auntie Wang left with a look of discontent on her face.
And she thought to herself, "They still want to keep their daughter at home, and they expect a high bride price?"
Would she have bothered coming here so many times if not for the sake of family relations, trying to get Xiao Zhao to marry the Wang Family's daughter?
And then there was Comrade Fang, who had an even better appearance, said to be a deputy director of a garment factory.
He was also still single.
When Mr. Wang got home, Mrs. Wang told him about the situation.
