A Matchmaking

Wei Zhijuan coughed for a long time before she could catch her breath. She did not return home for five years, but as soon as she did, her mother had been concerned about her relationship. This caused her to be completely unprepared for it.

"Cough! That's... No. Cough! Cough!"

"You don't have a boyfriend?" Bei Xiaolia looked at Wei Zhijuan from head to toe in wonder, sizing up her increasingly beautiful daughter. Although this girl was a bit thinner than before, she was still a pretty and beautiful girl.

In public, she would definitely attract the attention of many men, so how could she not have a boyfriend in these five years?

"There isn't one." Wei Zhijuan chuckled as she met Bei Xiaolia's gaze.