Tanhua Residential Area, weekend.

Chu Fang and his two friends stayed at home. Chu Fang played games, Zhong Tingyue worked, and Zhong Rou did her homework. The three of them did their own things and did not disturb each other.

"Wuhu, finally finished writing." Zhong Rou wrote furiously, then threw down her pen and let out a long roar.

After a few seconds of happiness, Zhong Rouxuan handed her homework to Zhong Tingyue for inspection. After checking it, the latter nodded and said, "Go out and play."

Zhong Rou rushed out of the house, running so fast that she accidentally bumped into Yang Meina who was just entering the house. Zhong Rou apologized, "Hehe, Sister Nana, I'm sorry, I didn't see you. I'll go first."

After saying that, she quickly ran towards the elevator. Yang Meina entered the room and asked, "Where is Rou Rou going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhong Tingyue replied calmly, "I get beaten up during training."

"Oh." Yang Meina nodded, but then suddenly realized, "Huh?"

A few days ago, Zhong Rou witnessed someone receive 30,000 yuan in compensation after being slapped, and she has been thinking about who could slap her.

She wanted to earn that money too.

However, because of her superior martial arts skills, she could easily dodge attacks, which obviously meant she wouldn't receive compensation.

So these past few days, Zhong Rou has been training with Wen Qing on how to reduce muscle memory so she can avoid being slapped.

Yang Meina gave a thumbs up: "A great person enjoys a great life!"

Zhong Rou is always making money or on her way to make money.

Zhong Tingyue poured her childhood friend a cup of tea: "What brings you here today?"

“It’s all because of you… …” Yang Meina glared at Zhong Tingyue, “because of your mother.”

"My mother?"

Yang Meina, holding the little mongrel, said, "My mother introduced me to a blind date. She insists that I go see him. If I don't go, she'll come to Shanghai with a knife and kill me."

"I was thinking, why don't you come with me to take a look?"

Zhong Tingyue nodded: "No problem."

Chu Fang, standing nearby, said, "There's a problem."

Yang Meina raised her chin: "I'm asking you! It's none of your business!"

Chu Fang: "..."

You wait, buddy, I still have millions in my Douyin account. I'll take you down.

Zhong Tingyue pursed her lips, smiled slightly, changed her clothes, and then accompanied Yang Meina to the blind date.

The two arrived at a coffee shop and sat down at their agreed-upon spot, but the man they were meeting on a blind date had not yet arrived.

Yang Meina looked her childhood friend up and down, and couldn't help but complain, "Yueyue, why are you dressed so beautifully for my blind date? Are you trying to steal my thunder? Are you trying to steal my man?"

Today, Zhong Tingyue wore a white floral print midi skirt, an apricot satin short-sleeved blazer, and a coffee-colored vest underneath.

Her face was as warm and gentle as the first rays of dawn, her eyes were large and bright, like two deep, clear springs, and her hair fell smoothly over her shoulders in a natural wave.

She exudes a subtle, elegant, and gentle aura.

Yang Meina and Zhong Tingyue are equally beautiful, but the latter has a superior temperament. In comparison, the former seems slightly inferior.

"You two..."

Just then, a deep voice rang out. Looking in the direction of the voice, one could see a man in a suit and tie, whose business attire made him appear calm and reserved.

He has sharp features and a handsome face.

"Are you Wang Wenhao?" Yang Meina asked.

"You must be Yang Meina? It's a pleasure to meet you," said the man in the suit.

Yang Meina said, "Nice to meet you. This is my childhood friend, Zhong Tingyue."

Wang Wenhao glanced at Zhong Tingyue and nodded slightly.

The three knew each other, so they sat down and ordered coffee.

Wang Wenhao said, "I'm sorry, I'm not good with words, so I'll just get straight to the point. Please forgive me if I've offended anyone."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "I've come here today for a blind date with a sincere attitude. I hope to meet my future partner and spend the rest of my life with her."

"I own a house in Shanghai with 35 years of mortgage payments remaining, and I pay nearly 10,000 yuan a month. I work as a programmer at an internet company, and my salary covers the mortgage with some left over. My work performance is pretty good, and I don't face the typical 35-year-old internet layoff crisis..."

"To be honest, I'm not financially capable of supporting a family, so I hope my partner has a stable job and we can share the burden of raising the family..."

Wang Wenhao introduced himself and then talked about his thoughts on a partner. Yang Meina also introduced her work and life.

They chatted for over an hour, added each other on WeChat, and then parted ways.

Leaving the coffee shop, Yang Meina linked arms with Zhong Tingyue and walked slowly along the street. She asked, "Yuanyue, what do you think of that boy?"

"Hmm... not bad." Zhong Tingyue thought for a moment before replying, "Being able to confidently escape the '35-year-old curse' of the internet industry shows she's very capable; being able to openly discuss her mortgage situation shows she's honest; and having a clear understanding and plan for her future family shows she's very rational."

As Yang Meina listened, she looked up at the sky, at the sun that resembled a millstone: "Perhaps I should talk to him."

Hearing this, Zhong Tingyue was somewhat surprised: "It seems you don't have your eye on him?"

“No.” Yang Meina shook her head frankly. “He’s alright looking, but he’s not my type; he’s just an internet programmer, and he probably doesn’t earn as much as I do; most importantly, I don’t have those feelings for him.”

She paused for a moment, then continued, "However... I'm not young anymore. In a few years, I'll be thirty, which will make me an old maid. My parents have worried a lot about me, and I can't let them continue to worry about me."

“Wang Wenhao is a decent person. He’s good in many ways and honest. You won’t be at a disadvantage following him.”

Although Yang Meina is a live streamer, she has never thought about marrying into wealth or status. Perhaps because she has seen too much of the world, she cares more about reality.

Zhong Tingyue asked, "What about Chang Shen?"

"Bullshit!" Yang Meina squinted at the mention of the name. "That man is not human, or rather, he should be 'destined to be single forever,' and no girl should get close to him."

"Anyway, I tried every method of flirting with men, but Chang Shen didn't react at all, and even seemed extremely bored."

"He is destined to have nothing to do with me."

Zhong Tingyue opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately did not speak.

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