Seven men walked in and stood before Tang Chuxia's bed.
There was a variety of heights, builds, and looks—not bad overall.
If only they weren't standing in front of her like monkey butts, waiting for inspection, Tang Chuxia thought it would be a bit more perfect.
She had seen her fair share of grand occasions, but the awkwardness of this scene made her feel she could pick out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment with her toes.
"Alright, greetings are over, everyone out!"
An old lady in the yard called out, and just as the seven men had entered, they all left.
Once the men had gone, Tang Jianjun spoke up to Tang Chuxia, "None of them will do!"
Tang Chuxia:... I haven't even said anything, have I?
Elder Huang laughed like an old fool, "You see, that's the problem with being a brother!"
Tang Chuxia nodded obligingly while her second brother, like a lion with ruffled fur, paced around the room and complained to her, counting on his fingers.
