"Then it would be best if the two of you held your weddings together."
The two young women exchanged a knowing smile; they had both been considering it. Neither was very young now—Song Qingqing was already twenty-two, and Pan Xiulan was twenty-one. It wasn't late, but it wasn't early either.
Originally, they had planned to go back to their hometowns to get married, but their jobs were assigned here, so going back was unrealistic. Their families had been urging them to settle down here.
Both of their matches had been introduced by Chen Guoliang. Their partners were officers at the police station, both with good jobs and family conditions better than Chen Guoliang's. The young men were particularly spirited.
They'd been dating for nearly a year and got along well, though Pan Xiulan's match was someone who had previously been interested in Jiang Xinyu. However, in the end, he agreed to date Pan Xiulan.
"Ailing, has Director Jiang written to you lately?"
