He had lived for the better part of his life, and no one had ever spoken to him like this.
'I'm old and broke, with no skills. What kind of deal could I possibly make?'
He muttered to himself in confusion.
"I don't have any money. What kind of deal could a young lady like you possibly make with me?"
"It's actually quite simple."
Wen Xiuxiu's lips curled into an enigmatic smile.
"Aren't you looking for a wife? I can find one for you, free of charge. What do you think? The kind who's tall and beautiful, with a slender waist, long legs, and skin as white as snow."
She added.
When Sun Yaoguang heard this, his face was a mask of disbelief.
"You're not lying to me, are you? Is there really such a good thing in this world?"
He couldn't believe such good fortune would fall into his lap.
"Of course."
Wen Xiuxiu's reply was firm and unequivocal.
"As long as you help me get something, I'll deliver a perfect wife like that right to you in a few days."
"Really?"
