"Yang Xue? Isn't she in Yunzhong City?" Qin Ziyang raised an eyebrow, a mixture of doubt and surprise in his voice, his tone slightly urgent. "Where is she?"

Zhang Xianglin put down his camera, glanced at the joy on Qin Ziyang's face, and said in a serious tone, "Ziyang, Yang Xue is at the outdoor table of a coffee shop called Lanyu Coffee up ahead. But I have another message for you, so don't act rashly after you hear it."

"Hmm?" Qin Ziyang saw Zhang Xianglin's serious expression and had a vague feeling of unease. He nodded in agreement, "Go ahead, I won't act impulsively."

Zhang Xianglin breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said in a low voice, "I saw Yang Xue having coffee with a man."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Qin Ziyang's expression out of the corner of his eye and saw that his happy expression had subsided and returned to calm.

He spoke up to remind them, "Ziyang, don't overthink it. Maybe they're just ordinary friends having coffee together. Let's go over and listen to what they're talking about first."

Qin Ziyang exhaled a strong puff of hot air from his nostrils, his lips pressed tightly together. After a moment, he replied with a single word, "Okay."

As Qin Ziyang approached Lanyu Coffee Shop, he indeed saw Yang Xue, and sitting opposite her, a well-dressed man with round-framed glasses, who looked refined and scholarly.

He slowed his pace, his brow furrowed, and then led Zhang Xianglin to an empty table to sit down, back to back with Yang Xue, at a distance that was neither too close nor too far, so that he could hear their conversation clearly without being recognized.

The bespectacled man glanced hesitantly at the two people less than three meters behind him. After the waiter approached and the two ordered a coffee, he slowly looked away and continued talking to Yang Xue.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xue noticed the bespectacled man looking behind her, so she turned around and saw Qin Ziyang's back and Zhang Xianglin, who was being blocked.

She didn't pay any attention, assuming they were just two customers who came to Lanyu Coffee Shop for coffee.

Turning around, for some reason, she suddenly felt that the man's back not far behind her looked a bit like Qin Ziyang.

Realizing her own thoughts, Yang Xue gently shook her head, trying to shake them off.

Qin Ziyang's family is just a low-income family; they can't even afford a dowry of 380,000 yuan. How could they possibly come to a coffee shop with such high prices? He must be overthinking it.

However, thinking of him inevitably brought back memories of what happened last night.

Last night, her mother, Wang Man, came to her room.

"Xue'er, this boyfriend you found is no good. I don't think he's sincere towards you at all."

"If he can't even come up with an engagement dowry of 380,000 yuan, how will he guarantee your livelihood in the future? I can't let my precious daughter live with a poor boy, worrying about three meals a day every day."

As Wang Man spoke, she took out her phone, opened the business cards and brief information of more than a dozen single men that Ms. Li from the matchmaking agency had pushed over, and handed them to her.

"Xue'er, I sent your photo and information to Miss Li. She matched you with a lot of high-quality single men. Take a look."

She clicked on the last business card and said, "Look at this Deng Hongbo. He owns three houses in the city, two cars worth 300,000 yuan each, and his parents run a small business with an annual income of over a million yuan. If you marry him, you can just wait to enjoy a life of luxury."

Yang Xue glanced at the photo, frowned, and said with disdain, "Mom, this person is too ugly. I don't like him."

Wang Man wasn't angry; she just smiled and continued scrolling up.

"If this one doesn't work, let's look at the next one. Look at this guy, Wei Chi. He's a senior executive at a major internet company. He bought a 180-square-meter apartment in Jiangbei City outright, and his annual income is over a million. His parents not only own a house, but they also receive more than 20,000 yuan in pension every month. If you're with him, you won't have to live with your in-laws, which will save you a lot of trouble."

Yang Xue shook her head again, her tone full of resistance, "Mom, he's so fat, he looks so sleazy, I feel nauseous just looking at him, no way."

Wang Man didn't say anything, but instead scrolled to the middle of the chat messages and clicked on the photo she liked the most.

"Xue'er, take another look at this 29-year-old. Qi Yuzhou, a PhD graduate from overseas, has joined a well-known state-owned enterprise and is even a department head. Although his annual salary is only a few hundred thousand for now, the key is stability. Moreover, his family background is not directly revealed. According to Ms. Li, he drives a luxury car worth seven or eight million, and his family assets are suspected to be equivalent to an Audi A9."

Upon hearing this number, Yang Xue's expression turned serious.

A9 means over 100 million.

She took the phone and looked at the man in the photo.

He was well-dressed, wore round-framed glasses, had delicate features, a gentle smile, and looked refined and reliable.

At this moment, Wang Man added a seemingly unintentional but actually deliberate remark, "According to Miss Li, this person is looking for recent college graduates who haven't been corrupted by worldly desires and money. When I heard that, I thought, 'Isn't that exactly you?'"

"Furthermore, I've already had Miss Li contact him. He's very satisfied with you after seeing your photo and wants to meet you at the Emperor Hotel tomorrow."

Her tone became more serious, even boastful: "Xue'er, you know Emperor Mall, right? It's the most luxurious shopping mall in Jiangnan Province. People who can afford to shop there are all very wealthy and powerful. The fact that he arranged to meet you there shows that he really values ​​you."

Yang Xue gave a coquettish laugh, "Mom, why didn't you tell me beforehand? It's so sudden. Besides, someone as outstanding as him, would he even be interested in me?"

"My Xue'er is so beautiful and outstanding, she was born to be a rich lady." Wang Man smiled and ruffled her hair, her tone certain. "If you behave well tomorrow, Mom promises you, he'll definitely like you. Otherwise, why would he ask you out as soon as he saw your picture? Don't you think so?"

"Alright then, I'll go meet him tomorrow." Yang Xue feigned modesty, but finally agreed.

But that night, lying in bed, Yang Xue still felt a little guilty towards Qin Ziyang. They were still nominally boyfriend and girlfriend. If she went on a blind date with someone else tomorrow, wouldn't that be the same as betraying him?

She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, so she called her best friend and briefly explained that her mother had arranged a blind date for her and that she felt sorry for Qin Ziyang.

A sleepy voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's there to worry about? If you don't like it, then don't go. Didn't you always rave about how handsome Qin Ziyang is and how good he is to you?"

This was not the answer Yang Xue wanted to hear. She spoke urgently, blurting out Qin Ziyang's family background and some of the advice her mother, Wang Man, had given her.

Her best friend's voice sounded much more energetic, and her tone became more direct, "Oh? His family situation? I saw that he used to give you more than a thousand yuan a month for living expenses, so I thought his family was pretty good. At least they should be a middle-class family, right? I didn't expect that they couldn't even come up with a dowry of several hundred thousand yuan."

"Xue'er, your mother is truly looking out for you. Women get married to enjoy a better life. If you stay with Qin Ziyang, you'll break up in a few years, which is a complete waste of a woman's most precious years. Think about what kind of life you had at home, and what kind of life you'll have after you get married? Do you want to spend your future worrying about how to make ends meet every day?"

Hearing this answer, Yang Xue felt much relieved, but he was still a little worried. "But what about Qin Ziyang? How should I tell him?"

"Did you two do 'that'?" her best friend asked, her tone filled with curiosity.

Yang Xue quickly denied it, "No, we've only held hands a few times, we've never even kissed."

"That settles it. At most, you two are just in a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. He can't give you happiness, so you're pursuing someone better for your future happiness. What's there to feel guilty about?" Her best friend's tone was very direct.

These words completely dispelled all of Yang Xue's concerns. She let go of her worries and breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I understand. Thank you, baby!"

"We're like family, of course I want you to have a good life," her best friend said with a smile. "If you really do end up with Qi Yuzhou, don't forget to introduce me to a great guy!"

Yang Xue replied sweetly, "Don't worry, I won't forget."

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