With her eyes open, she was faced with a mud-brick house and a strong, rough man. Xia Lan was bewildered.
She discovered she had actually returned to the 1970s, becoming an orphan who had jus...
"Wipe it off? Why are you so angry?"
Xia Lan chuckled and stepped forward to wipe the water off Yang Ziye's body. At least it was just water; if it had been coffee, the suit would have been ruined.
"...I'm sorry you had to see this."
Yang Ziye took the towel from Xia Lan and casually wiped himself down.
"Come on! Let's sit in my seat for a while?"
Xia Lan invited her with a smile.
"Hurry up and get ready, then bring over two cups of coffee!"
Yang Ziye nodded and turned to instruct the waiter.
"yes."
The waiter immediately ran to prepare it.
Xia Lan glanced at Yang Ziye in surprise.
"...This...this coffee shop is mine."
Yang Ziye scratched his hair sheepishly and explained to Xia Lan.
"Not bad!"
Xia Lan led Yang Ziye back to their positions.
"Why are you sitting here, sister-in-law? Let's go sit over there! We can see outside from there..."
Yang Ziye saw that Xia Lan was sitting in the corner and wanted to pull her to sit in the best spot.
Xia Lan waved her hand.
"No need to trouble yourself, just sit here!"
"I don't really like window seats."
"Okay, sure."
Seeing that Xia Lan didn't like it, Yang Ziye didn't force her and sat down opposite her.
"Why are you going on blind dates too?"
Xia Lan looked at Yang Ziye. Given his background, he shouldn't be the one going on blind dates.
Shouldn't his family have already arranged a partner for him?
"...Sister-in-law, please stop laughing at me!"
"This is a qualification I worked so hard to obtain from my grandfather. I can decide my own marriage, instead of just marrying some uncle's or aunt's daughter..."
Yang Ziye smiled wryly.