"If your uncle knew, he'd be furious!"

This man looks like a spoiled brat; how much dowry can he afford?

"Besides, you didn't even tell me you were dating. Doesn't that make things difficult for me as a matchmaker?!" She angrily picked up her bag. "In short, I don't approve of this relationship, and neither will your uncle."

Don't waste your time on people who are not going to lead anywhere.

"Take your aunt's advice and apologize to Wang Bohan properly tomorrow."

Shen Zhiyi's face darkened.

"I told you, I can't..."

Xie Huaiyang suddenly put his arm around her shoulder and interrupted, "Auntie is right."

"This apology is appropriate."

"When it comes to dating, you really should look for someone with a proper job."

He took out his phone and made a call.

"Hey? Mingjie, how's things going?"

"Brother Yang, everything's been taken care of. The coffee shop has submitted the security footage from the entrance, and the owner is willing to be a witness. It's a fact that Wang Bohan pushed someone, causing the car accident. What do you think? Should we hire a lawyer to sue him, or go directly to the police station to take him to jail? He'll be detained for at least a few days."

Mingjie said, "But he definitely can't keep his job. I know his boss, and he's very concerned about his reputation. If we keep him around, it will be a stain on the company's reputation. He's not that stupid."

Xie Huaiyang waved his phone.

A sly smile crept across his lips. "What do you suggest we do about this, Auntie?"

Cen Fengqin's face turned deathly pale.

Her legs gave way and she fell back onto the sofa.

"How could it be so serious..."

Xie Huaiyang stopped laughing and said coldly, "First, send him in to be detained for a few days, make him publicly apologize to Shen Zhiyi, and he has to compensate me for all my medical expenses and emotional distress."

“Okay,” Mingjie readily agreed. “Then I’ll contact a lawyer.”

He hung up the phone.

Cen Fengqin's phone rang.

"Hello?" Her lips were pale, and she was sweating profusely.

The matchmaker angrily retorted, "What's wrong with you? We've known each other for so many years, and I was kindly introducing you to a potential partner. It's one thing if your niece doesn't like him, but why did you have to send him to the police station and ruin his job!"

"Come here right now! Their parents want an explanation from you!"

Cen Fengqin hung up the phone, pointed at Shen Zhiyi, and said angrily, "You...you're really going to drive me crazy!"

"Take care of yourself, Auntie," Xie Huaiyang said with a chuckle. "You'll have to come to my and Zhiyi's wedding banquet sometime."

"We're waiting for your red envelope."

Cen Fengqin was so angry she almost vomited blood.

She glared at Xie Huaiyang, grabbed her bag, shoved him aside, and hurriedly left.

Xie Huaiyang scoffed and closed the door.

"You should go too." Shen Zhiyi lowered her eyes slightly, her long hair falling to her side.

Xie Huaiyang turned around and sighed softly.

"Why do I throw it away after using it?"

He raised his hand, brushed aside the stray hairs by her ear, and lightly brushed his knuckles against her reddened earlobe. His voice was seductive, yet tinged with a hint of grievance.

"Just like a scumbag woman."