Perhaps because the food they helped prepare was particularly delicious, the two little ones accidentally ate too much and were asked to take a walk in the hall with their round little bellies.
Soon, the first group of relatives arrived.
“Oh, Second Uncle, long time no see!”
“Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve seen Yiran and Yunjin. They’ve grown so much!”
…
Most of the relatives here had met the children at Nan Ji’s wedding, and they wouldn’t be so tactless as to bring up such trivial matters on such a joyous occasion.
However, as a single woman of marriageable age, Nan Yu inevitably encountered matchmaking activities.
“Yu Yu, my friend’s son is really great. He just returned from studying abroad, is the same age as you, and has an older brother. If you wanted to marry into his family, they would agree.”
“Yes, Yu Yu, with your qualities, you could have any gods in heaven! Just tell me what kind you want! Your Second Aunt will definitely find you one!”
“Yu Yu, you’re still young…”
Nan Yu: “…”
Relatives pressuring you to get married is a timeless tradition in this country; no matter how rich or beautiful you are, you can’t escape it.
To resolve the issue once and for all, Nan Yu coughed lightly, and after they quieted down, she smiled and said, “I don’t plan to remarry. If those men don’t mind being my lovers, they can send me photos. I like good-looking ones.”
The relatives were speechless.
However, before they could speak, Nan Yu interjected, “I’m serious. Not joking.”
That smile was utterly serious, telling the relatives that she was truly, truly serious.
Everyone still vividly remembered Nan Yu’s previous willful behavior. They knew that when this young woman was angry, she wouldn’t give face to anyone. These relatives were all dependent on the Nan family for their livelihood, and Nan Yu was the family’s precious darling, so no one would be foolish enough to offend her.
Their smiles froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal.
Just then, an aunt suddenly took out her phone, displaying a photo: “Hey, Yu Yu, what do you think of this guy? He’s only twenty and still in college. I mean, he’s obedient and well-behaved. He’d be a great lover.”
The man in the photo had a cute baby face, wearing a simple T-shirt, exuding the youthful energy of a college student. His slightly lifted shirt seemed to reveal glimpses of his abs—something that would definitely appeal to older women.
Nan Yu: “…”
For a moment, she was speechless. After a brief pause, she quickly recovered: “No, I prefer to find someone myself.”
“Oh, I see.” The aunt immediately gave a knowing smile.
“Yu Yu, chat with your aunt more often when you have time.”
Nan Yu then remembered this aunt’s background. Apparently, she had divorced years ago and run a male model agency. She heard… cough, cough.
However, what Nan Yu didn’t know was that her comment, after several versions, seemed to have become known throughout the entire industry within days.
Nan Yu’s phone number wasn’t exactly a secret; with enough effort, it was possible to get it.
So, within a few days, she received numerous text messages from self-recommending men, some of whom seemed quite attractive at first glance based on their photos and introductions.
Some people even sent messages directly to Nan Yu through Nan Ji, offering to marry into the Nan family and allow her to support as many men as she wanted, or even keep them at home, without ever bothering her.
Is this the legendary ‘virtuous first wife’?
However, Nan Ji dismissed all of them, as he had no respect for such gigolos.
At the same time, he forcibly changed Nan Yu’s phone number and then cursed and nitpicked at the photos, looking even angrier than Nan Yu.
Nan Yu thought to herself: It’s just looking at photos, and she’s not losing anything.
These men didn’t dare send anything too explicit right away; at most, they’d show off abs, like selecting a concubine.
It was actually quite exciting, wasn’t it?
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