Morgan Joyce sat down next to Hannah Hale and turned to look at the screen. "Mom, what is it you really wanted to talk about?"
"What could I possibly want? Just to ask when you're going to find me a daughter-in-law. Look, even Hannah here is married! Can't you make finding a girlfriend a priority?"
It was true. Every child in the world had a relentless mother who never stopped nagging them about marriage.
Seeing the anxious Mama Joyce on the screen, Hannah Hale smiled and said, "Mama Joyce, Morgan already has a girl he likes. He's working hard to win her over right now, so don't you worry."
"Is that true?"
Morgan Joyce glanced at Hannah Hale, then nodded at the screen. "It's true. I'm not lying to you."
"Oh, thank heavens! Praise be to Buddha, there's finally a girl who can capture my son's heart."
