"Who's joking with you? What kind of woman is she? After all this time, you still don't get her? With your snail pace, when will you ever win her over?" Chu Molin looked at the hopeless Xiao Qi, wondering how he hadn't realized before how wishy-washy this guy was.
If gentle tactics don't work, use more forceful ones, and stop waiting around like an idiot. Wait any longer, and even the wildflowers will have wilted.
By then, forget the flowers, even the baby in her belly will be crawling, and what will you do then?
Qin Xue listened on the side without speaking. It was true, just as Chu Molin said, Yingying was a slow-paced person. If you don't harden up, there's no way you'll win her over unless in her heart she's determined to marry you. Otherwise, you could wait till you're old and grey, and she'd still be like that.
So, Chu Molin wasn't wrong. If you want to win the beauty, you'll need to put some thought into how to actually marry her.
