I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Xiuying! Let me tell you, this girl is my most treasured possession!"

As soon as Aunt Wang entered the door, she grabbed Wang Xiuying's hand and started bragging loudly.

"The teacher at the town's central primary school looks just like someone from a magazine, comes from a well-off family, and is incredibly well-educated and reasonable!"

Upon hearing the word "teacher," Wang Xiuying's confidence immediately shifted.

In the eyes of their generation, being a teacher was a legitimate "iron rice bowl," a symbol of respectability and culture.

But then she thought, her son is a completely different person now; he's a big boss who can negotiate a two-hundred-million-dollar project with "Boss Ma." Those conditions...

Wang Xiuying hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "This... with such good qualities, would she really be interested in our Chen'er?"

"Oh dear, my good sister, what are you saying!"

Aunt Wang slapped her thigh, making an even louder noise.

"Who does your Jiang Chen think he is now? Everyone in the village knows him! Young, promising, and handsome! When I mentioned him to the girl, she was very pleased!"

Her words were impeccable, but her shrewd eyes subtly glanced towards the outside of the courtyard.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, Liu Cuifen's large head was peeking out, her face full of eagerness and anticipation.

Jiang Chen sat on a small stool, watching everything unfold before his eyes, his mind perfectly clear.

This isn't a blind date; it's clearly a trap.

It was his dear aunt who had meticulously prepared this "revenge" gift package for him.

Before his mother could refuse, he stood up from the stool with a warm smile on his face.

"Mom, if Aunt Wang recommended it, it can't be bad."

Jiang Chen stepped forward, naturally picked up an apple from the table, and handed it to Aunt Wang.

"Let's meet up, just to make another friend."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiuying and Jiang Jianjun, who had remained silent until now, were both stunned.

When did my son become so enthusiastic about blind dates?

Aunt Wang smiled so much that the wrinkles on her face were squeezed together, and she quickly took the apple.

"Oh my! Look how well Jiang Chen speaks! How sensible he is!"

Fearing that Jiang Chen might change his mind, she immediately made the decision and set a meeting place.

"It's settled then! The time is tomorrow at 3 PM!"

She cleared her throat, deliberately raised her voice, and emphasized it in a boastful tone.

"As for the location, let's go with the newly opened 'Milan Time' café in the county town!"

"The girl said she loves the environment there; it's classy! She wouldn't go to just any ordinary place!"

After saying that, she exchanged a few more pleasantries with Wang Xiuying, then swayed her plump waist and walked away contentedly.

Their footsteps were light and quick, as if they were going to receive a reward.

The appointed afternoon arrived.

Jiang Chen washed his face and changed into a clean white cotton T-shirt and casual pants, looking fresh and handsome.

He arrived at the "Milan Time" café ten minutes early in his Audi.

The café was indeed stylishly decorated, with soothing music and the rich aroma of coffee beans filling the air.

Jiang Chen found a seat by the window and ordered himself a regular latte.

Time passed, second by second.

three o'clock.

3:10.

3:20.

The waiter had already politely come over and refilled his lemonade twice for free.

The steaming latte in front of Jiang Chen gradually lost its temperature.

But the blind date he was waiting for never showed up.

Jiang Chen wasn't in a hurry at all. He leaned back on the soft sofa, leisurely scrolling through short videos on his phone, watching the funny clips, and occasionally chuckling out.

That calm and composed demeanor stood out starkly against the men and women around him who were deliberately trying to cultivate a bourgeois air.

Finally, at 3:35.

A rapid and loud "tap tap tap" sound came from afar.

A woman with heavy makeup that seemed completely out of place in the afternoon sunlight, carrying a sparkly bag of unknown brand, and reeking of a pungent perfume that could knock someone over, appeared at the entrance of the coffee shop in ten-centimeter high heels.

She surveyed the area with the haughtiness of a queen inspecting her territory before finally fixing her gaze on Jiang Chen by the window.

The woman walked straight over, her high heels clicking arrogantly on the floor.

Then, he plopped down heavily opposite Jiang Chen.

From beginning to end, there wasn't even a polite phrase like "I'm sorry I'm late."

After she sat down, she didn't look at Jiang Chen immediately. Instead, she stretched out her hand, which was painted with bright red nail polish, and elegantly brushed her bangs aside.

Then, she scanned the café's environment again with an extremely discerning eye, as if to confirm that the place was befitting her status.

Finally, she turned her gaze to Jiang Chen.

That look was full of scrutiny and assessment, like someone picking out a pig for sale at a market, checking its fatness and estimating its weight.

She scrutinized him for a full half minute before finally speaking.

That opening remark was filled with a sense of superiority and arrogance.

"You're Jiang Chen?"

Her chin was slightly raised, and she pointed her nostrils at people.

"She's alright looking."

"My name is Zhang Li, you may have heard of me."

She paused, a smug smile spreading across her face, as if announcing some remarkable achievement.

"I'm quite famous on Xiaohongshu, I have more than two thousand followers."

Jiang Chen was picking up the cup of coffee, which was almost cold, and preparing to take the last sip.

Upon hearing this, he almost lost control and spat it out on the spot.

More than two thousand fans?

He forced down his coffee, suppressed a laugh, and slowly put the cup down.

On his face, however, he managed to squeeze out an expression of utter "seriousness" and "shock".

"Wow!"

Jiang Chen's voice was filled with just the right amount of amazement.

"Amazing! Over two thousand people!"

"That's almost half the population of our Jiangjia Village!"

He gave Zhang Li a thumbs up, his eyes filled with utmost "sincerity".

"She's a huge internet celebrity!"