Isn't My Idea Good?

"Aunt, you can only say that he's old in front of me. You can't let him hear this." "He hasn't come back yet, has he?" Evelyn said unconcernedly, "Besides, he is old, and this is the fact. Doesn't he allow others to talk about it overbearingly?" "Alright." Frederick shrugged his shoulders, "For the sake that you're about to become my uncle's lover, I won't tell him about it." "You..." Evelyn couldn't help but take a deep breath, "When did I promise you? Don't let your imagination run away with you! I'm warning you!" "I can think like that." "You can't think like that! Do you understand?" "But... my uncle is getting old, and you need a boyfriend. What a coincidence! In a word, each of you can get what you want. My uncle doesn't have to go on a blind date, and you can have a boyfriend and live in my house. What a perfect thing!" Why couldn't Evelyn figure it out? "What nonsense are you talking about?" "I'm not talking nonsense." Frederick said very seriously, "Isn't my idea good? Aunt, y