Pei Yang still seems like an ungrown child, always either thinking about eating or playing. Even if someone like him can make money, he doesn't have the ability to support a family.
How can he get married?
Not only does Jiang Ran think so, but Pei Yang himself also thinks so.
Pei Yang didn't keep stomping his feet but sat down and looked at Wang Cuilan earnestly.
"Mom! I'm still young, I don't want to clarify or get married for now. Let's talk about this in a few years."
Seeing Pei Yang's extremely serious expression, Wang Cuilan also became serious.
"Pei Yang, this isn't just a whim of mine. Look around, people your age are mostly engaged already. If you don't settle down now, in a few years, the girls your age will all be married, and maybe even have kids. Who will you propose to then?"
