Mentioning Lu Jinyang, Ye Han immediately became proud, "Of course, my son can't be anything less. But, you're a girl, he's a boy, you can't compare."
Zhuang Shuqing was full of black lines on her forehead.
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoxiao took Mrs. Lin's hand and started acting coquettishly, "Mom, look at Aunt Ye defending cousin Jinyang, you don't even say anything nice for me."
"You silly child, what Aunt Ye means is that you're excellent, but your cousin Jinyang is even more so. That means you still need to work hard to catch up to his pace," Mrs. Lin's eyes filled with indulgence.
Lin Xiaoxiao smiled shyly, "Mom, you really know no modesty." She asked Ye Han, "Aunt Ye, why didn't you bring cousin Jinyang with you?"
Today's cocktail party was superficially a gathering of the wealthy ladies, but everyone was well aware that those who had unmarried children would generally bring them along, in hopes of scouting out potential matches.
