Quan Dongting had a splitting headache, and her imagination was too wild, "No."
"No?" Old Madam didn't believe it, "It has to be, don't try to deceive me. I've thought it through and there's only one possibility. You must have a woman you like Outside, and because her identity is insufficient, you refuse to tell me and you refuse to meet the women I introduce. Bring her here, let me have a look first. I'm not that demanding, as long as the girl has a good character and you like her, that's sufficient."
"Mom, it's really not that." Quan Dongting felt as if his head was cracking.
Old Madam was even more headache-stricken than he was and glared at him, questioning, "Then why won't you marry?"
"Not only will you not marry, but why won't you even meet the girls I introduce to you? Everything should have a reason. Give me one, and I won't keep asking."
Quan Dongting pressed his thin lips together and said, "Mom, I don't want to get married for now, I haven't considered that aspect…"
