Without waiting for a reply, he rode his motorcycle away.

Zhou Jinyan was the only one in the office. When she saw him, she said with surprise, "You look so pale. Could it be that you've been abused by your stepmother and stepsister at home again?"

"Get back to work."

Wen Zhaoye finished speaking irritably and sat back down in his office. He had already calculated last month's salary in advance.

I glanced at the clock; it was 11:30. I remembered Aunt Pang saying she'd be going on a blind date at the state-run restaurant:

"Ayan, come with me to the state-run restaurant for dinner."

Zhou Jinyan was puzzled, and with the intention of taking advantage of him, decisively abandoned her work:

"Which one should we go to? Kuiyuan Pavilion or Babaozhai?"

Wen Zhaoye felt that given how frugal country folk were, they certainly wouldn't be willing to go to such a restaurant. He succinctly stated:

We'll talk about it when we get there.

Meanwhile, Wen Jiaojiao experienced five bouts of diarrhea and three bouts of flatulence within three hours.

Her face grew paler with each passing moment, and she followed behind for two long hours before finally reaching the grand archway.

The two-story building houses all kinds of state-run hotels of different sizes and grades.

Xu Cuifen had just reached the second floor of Kuiyuan Pavilion when she saw the man in the distance. She was extremely satisfied and reached out to stop Aunt Pang as she was about to approach him.

"I'll treat you to a meal alone, so let's not disturb the young couple's conversation."

Wen Jiaojiao's hair clung to her delicate neck, her face flushed crimson with heat, and she said impatiently:

"How am I supposed to do this all by myself? I don't know how, and I don't even know the other person's name."

Xu Cuifen had already led Aunt Pang downstairs and called out from afar, "Call Zhou Jinyuan."

The sounds of people eating and clinking glasses all around her blended together, but Wen Jiaojiao couldn't hear them clearly at all; she only knew that the surname was Zhou.

She approached the man and said politely, "Mr. Zhou, right? I'm your blind date today."

Zhou Jinyuan had left early yesterday and hadn't heard about the drunken incident. When he saw who it was, a glint flashed in his eyes:

"Oh, you must be Wen Zhaoye's sister, right? Please have a seat."

Wen Jiaojiao said quickly:

"Let's get straight to the point."

What's the rush?

After Zhou Jinyuan finished speaking, he waved to the waiter, took the menu, ordered the eight most expensive meat dishes, and then turned to look at Wen Jiaojiao:

"See if you'd like to order anything else."

Wow, this guy is decent-looking, and the key is that he's rich and generous. It doesn't seem like we can't sit down and chat for a while.

Last night, Wen Jiaojiao was convinced that the other person was either disabled or had some kind of weakness. She even spent the whole night thinking about how to scold Aunt Pang later. At this moment, she couldn't help but smile slightly.

"I don't need any, this is enough." My market is doing pretty well, so I can finally brag about it when I get home.