Love at the Wrong Table - Season 7 Episode 7

Alessandra warmly greeted each villager and introduced Emmanuel and

Roselynn to them. It had been many years since they moved away from the

village with their father, and she was concerned that her children might not

remember them.

Indeed, Roselynn did not recall the villagers, and her lack of enthusiasm was

evident. However, Emmanuel’s memory was surprisingly sharp. Without any

prompting from Alessandra, he greeted the elders by name.

“Oh my, Manny, your memory is still so impressive!” At that moment,

Frederick’s grandmother emerged and warmly invited Emmanuel’s family to

visit her house.

Alessandra politely declined the invitation as she needed to return to the old

house to tidy up. Roselynn, too, did not want to get caught up in gossip with

the nosy villagers, feeling they would bombard her with intrusive questions.

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-She decided it was best to steer clear of the villagers and accompany

Alessandra back to the old house.

On the other hand, Emmanuel was dragged into Frederick’s house, which was

bustling with relatives and neighbors. “Frederick, when are you planning to

get married?”

“Yeah, you’re already 29, aren’t you? When I was your age, I already had two

kids!”

“Do you have a partner or not?”

Watching a group of elders urging him to get married, Emmanuel could not

help but feel a sense of sympathy for his best friend, as he had experienced

the same pressure in the past. It was precisely why he had been hesitant to

return to the village for the New Year. The constant pressure and inquiries

from relatives and elders were too overwhelming.

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Unexpectedly, Frederick raised his hand, gesturing for everyone to quiet

down. He then pulled out a laptop and a projector from his bag. He switched

on the device, revealing a prepared PowerPoint presentation.

“A report on why I haven’t gotten married yet?” Shane read the title of the

PowerPoint presentation in a stunned manner and exclaimed, “This is a bit

too much! You formalized it just to deal with the pressure of getting married!”

Emmanuel was also taken aback as he had not expected his best friend to

pull out such a trump card!

“Dear relatives and elders, have you all finished listening to my report? In

summary, the skyrocketing housing prices, inadequate salaries, and

unreasonable dowry expectations in the city are the reasons why I haven’t

gotten married, and the situation is likely to persist. It’s unlikely I’ll be able to

afford a city girl before I turn 36. So, please, let’s not discuss this topic any

further!”

Frederick’s clever maneuver left their relatives and friends at a loss, as if they

had been struck by a moment of enlightenment but were still struggling to

fully comprehend it.

Emmanuel was speechless. Frederick gave a presentation to rural relatives

with a projector and PowerPoint. Does he think these folks are corporate

bosses or hospital supervisors? Nevertheless, I must admit the effect seems

to be quite impressive…

“Haha, Frederick, all this mystery just to say you can’t find a partner and can’t

afford to get married! Just be straightforward. We won’t laugh at you. By

doing all this, I must say I feel a sense of contempt on behalf of everyone!” A

mocking laughter echoed through the room. As everyone turned their gaze

toward the source, they found a man of similar age to Frederick,

accompanied by a woman.

“Oh, it’s Howard! Is that his wife?”

“Tsk tsk. He’s dressed in a suit. Looks like he’s been doing well these years!”

“The boy from the Banner family has made something of himself!”

The elders in the house began to discuss, and Howard Banner, dressed in a

suit, held his head high with pride, thoroughly enjoying the attention. Isn’t this

the most enjoyable moment of returning to your hometown for the New

Year? Now, who’s the successful one here?