She would like you as her son-in-law

In the next twenty minutes, they were in grandma Xing's locality, on her street. They parked the car at the entrance of the lane and then accompanied her to her house which was further in. She needed no direction now as she knew the street she lived on. In a rather superior tone, she pointed out the landmarks to Wang Lian. The sweet shop…the cemented drain covers… Bingue's house,'' she said triumphantly. Wang Lian smiled in appreciation. He didn't tell her that her directions about the road were all correct—but she had taken him to the wrong locality

''Roulan, poor girl, must be so worried,'' she said for the umpteenth time as they stopped before e red brick house. Song Xing Xu stepped out and rang the bell. Wang Lian was looking appreciatively at the mansion before him. It must be quite old but had been well maintained and gave an air of elegance to the street.