Lets play a game

When Mo Yan heard Wen Gui's declaration, she couldn't help but say, "There is no need to rush like that is it?" 

"Why? Don't tell me you want to pick up another dirtbag from the street who needs rescuing and marry my daughter off to him?" Wen Gui snapped at his wife. He picked up the pillow in his lap and threw it at Mo Yan hard enough for her chair to roll back and for her to fall on the ground. 

"Gui Gui…" 

"I will not listen to you this time," Wen Gui stood up from the edge of the bed and then stared down at his wife who was looking at him with a speechless expression, "Before that woman can come up with a plan to force my daughter in a political marriage, I will find a mer who suits my tastes. Instead of letting that prince marry my daughter!" 

Mo Yan: "…." 

"Can we not think about this? I don't think that Ah Qiang wants to marry anyone at this moment," said Mo Yan while lying on the floor.