His mother urged him to get married.
He was unable to tell his mother his true concerns. If he were to tell her that it was because he could not be too high-profile when his Boss' love affair was not going well, given his mother's personality, she was sure to find his Boss directly.
He could only say, "I have my plans."
Li Yingying was even more anxious than his mother. She was just a normal company white-collared worker and received a salary of a few thousand yuan per month that could not feed her full yet did not leave her hungry. Like the rest of the normal people in the city, she would squeeze into public transportation every day and then share a list of take-outs with her fellow colleagues for lunch. If there was no accident, she would follow the existing orbit and live a normal life like all the rest of them—even buying more presentable clothes would need her to be calculative over it for a long time.
