C1257 Talented Leftover Female

Li Wan Qing went back to her room, closed the door, took off her coat, looked at herself and sighed.

What a great figure, but why was there no suitable candidate?

Twenty-eight years old. It wasn't that he wasn't in a hurry, but that there was no one suitable for him to look at and look down upon. How could he explain this?

It's such a pity