Three years after our breakup, you came back to China, and I'm just giving up. Why are you cryi

"I want to see what makes you different." After saying that, Zhou Mengmeng walked to the next table, sat down, ordered a cup of coffee to refresh herself, and looked at Lu Hao with her chin resting on her hand.

Lu Hao winked at her, ordered a coffee, but looked out the window.

The coffee shop he chose had a perfect view of the main entrance of the building next door, so if that woman appeared, Lu Hao would spot her immediately.

Although the chances are slim, what if luck comes your way?

A moment later, a woman dressed in a flamboyant manner sat down opposite Lu Hao and casually placed her expensive handbag on the coffee table.

"You must be Lu Hao. You look even more handsome than in the photos."

Lu Hao withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman in front of him, recognizing her as his first blind date. A slight smile played on his lips. "Your photo is a bit over-edited."

The woman's expression changed, but thinking of Lu Hao's "excellent conditions," she managed to suppress her anger.

"Do you have a room?" the woman asked, getting straight to the point.

"Of course."

"Where?"

"Tomato Hotel 1308, just opened."

The woman frowned, did not answer immediately, and carefully looked Lu Hao up and down.

Before coming here, Lu Hao told her that he was a successful person with a net worth of over 100 million, but now he doesn't seem like it at all.

Especially this outfit, it probably doesn't even cost a hundred yuan in total, right?

"Let me make this clear first: I want a bride price of 880,000 yuan, a car worth no less than 500,000 yuan, and an apartment in the city center of no less than 120 square meters. Both the car and the apartment must be registered in my name." The woman patiently stated her conditions.

Some wealthy people these days like to pretend, deliberately dressing in a shabby manner.

Faced with the woman's conditions, Lu Hao wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "That's too much trouble. I'll give you five million as a bride price, and I won't concern myself with anything else. How about that?"

The woman's breath hitched. Five million?!

"Okay, no problem. As long as the money is in place, we'll get the marriage certificate right away."

Lu Hao generously took out a pen and paper from his pocket, wrote down six numbers, and handed them to the woman. "Here, I've deposited the money for you at the lottery shop. This is the password."

Seeing the paper Lu Hao handed her, the woman's face turned extremely ugly. She angrily picked up the coffee on the table and threw it at Lu Hao.

Lu Hao dodged in a flash, his eyes full of disdain. "No wonder she can't get married, she's really short-tempered."

"Scumbag, you bastard!" the woman cursed angrily, then grabbed her bag and stormed off.

"What a waste of my coffee," Lu Hao said with a pained expression.

At this moment, Zhou Mengmeng got up from the next table and walked over. She checked whether Lu Hao had been splashed with water before speaking, "Is this how you set an example for me?"

"Didn't you see the conditions that woman just proposed?" Lu Hao asked back.

Zhou Mengmeng frowned. "What do you mean?"

Lu Hao smiled and said, "Blind dates are all about negotiating terms. You didn't actually think they were about a sweet romance, did you?"

"So, you mean to just state the terms directly, and if the other party accepts them, continue talking; if not, move on to the next one?"

"Otherwise what?"

Zhou Mengmeng frowned even more deeply. She turned around, walked to her seat, took a sip of coffee, and fell into deep thought.

In one day, Lu Hao made six samples for her.

Each of them left in anger after less than three minutes.

The conditions were getting more and more outrageous. Lu Hao thought the first girl was the best in the world of blind dates. At least she was only after money, not life itself.

After all, for women who go out on blind dates, once they are over thirty, their age becomes their least noticeable "flaw".

As they left the coffee shop, Lu Hao looked at Zhou Mengmeng, who seemed dejected, and put his arm around her shoulder, asking, "What's wrong? Losing confidence?"

"It feels like blind dates are just a transaction, a business deal, completely different from what I expected. I don't want to go anymore," Zhou Mengmeng said in a low voice.

"Uh..." Lu Hao was a little speechless. He had originally planned to help Zhou Mengmeng regain her confidence, but now it had only made her feel worse.

"If you don't want to date, then don't. Anyway, you're such a good catch, you might just find a sweet romance." Lu Hao didn't try to persuade him further.

He probably understood Zhou Mengmeng's feelings; she had encountered an oddball before, so she was somewhat resistant.

But now, the example he set for her has completely overturned her perception. The idea that blind dates are a transaction has made her even more resistant to them.

The two had dinner next to the building, but Lu Hao waited all day without seeing the person he was waiting for.

The following day, Zhou Mengmeng did not come along, and Lu Hao deleted all the blind dates he had arranged for that day.

He was wearing a baseball cap and sitting in front of the bubble tea shop at the entrance of the building, scanning the crowds coming and going, hoping to run into the woman from the bar.

The shadows moved silently from the west to the east, and the setting sun dyed the sky red.

Just as Lu Hao was about to give up, a stunningly beautiful woman dressed in an office lady outfit walked out of the building.

The blazer was only buttoned up by one button, revealing a white shirt underneath. Beneath the pencil skirt were a pair of long, black-clad legs, and the sound of high heels clicking on the ground resonated in Lu Hao's heart.

It's her! She's appeared.

Lu Hao stubbed out his cigarette, left the half-eaten cup of milk tea on the table, and quickly got up and walked over.

"Hey, do you remember me?" Lu Hao said casually as he approached the woman.

The woman looked up, her face cold, and said, "You scumbag, I'll remember you for the rest of my life."

"Good to remember." Lu Hao breathed a sigh of relief, then said, "Do you have time? I'd like to invite you to dinner."

"Thirsty? Want to sleep with me?"

The woman's cold tone left Lu Hao speechless.

Is this how women see me?

But thinking about it, it makes sense. The two met in a bar, so their relationship was probably not very good either.

"Don't be so heartless. I just want to invite you to dinner. After all, we had a brief fling, right?" Lu Hao said shamelessly.

"Hmph, scoundrel." The woman cursed angrily and turned to walk back into the building.

Upon seeing this, Lu Hao immediately became anxious and reached out to grab the woman's arm.

"Let me go."

"It's just a meal, please give me face."

"Is this how you treat me to dinner?"

"Do I have to write invitations?"

The two started pulling at each other as they talked.

As soon as the woman broke free of that hand, Lu Hao grabbed her other arm. In the struggle, a button on the woman's suit popped off. Lu Hao held her arms firmly with both hands, and from a distance, it looked like the two were embracing.

The security guards nearby also noticed the situation and picked up their stun guns to come over and ask what was going on.

"Mind your own business." The woman glared at the approaching security guard.

The security guard pursed his lips, immediately realizing that it was just a quarrel between the young couple, so he simply ignored it.

"Hey, it's just a meal, why are you acting like this?" Lu Hao turned the woman's body so she was facing him.

"I have a name!" The woman glared angrily at Lu Hao, then stopped struggling.

"What's your name?" Lu Hao asked instinctively.

The woman flew into a rage, raised her high-heeled foot, and stomped hard on Lu Hao, yelling, "You bastard!"