In a private teahouse in the Capital, a few bejeweled wealthy ladies were sitting together, playing mahjong.
The mahjong tiles in their hands were all made of jade, extremely exquisite and beautiful.
They had only played one round when one of them couldn't resist speaking up.
"Mrs. Jin, who exactly has your family invited?"
Another person chimed in, "Yes, yes, I heard it's specially organized for a matchmaking for your nephew, and you've been preparing for half a month, even inviting a chef from the state banquet."
Gu Qiang, sitting at the top position, pursed her lips in a smile without speaking, and only after playing a Western Wind tile did she say, "You're very right in guessing, my nephew is indeed not young anymore, and my mom has been nagging me to take a look for him."
The ladies exchanged glances, their expressions becoming even more excited.
"Is there a candidate?"
