They met by chance and chatted for two hours in a coffee shop before parting ways.
As soon as Qin Man returned home, her parents came over to ask her what was going on.
"You've been back for so long, you must have had a good chat, right?"
"We've only chatted for three minutes, Mom. Don't try to scam your own daughter again. What kind of people are they?" Qin Man threw down her bag, looking impatient.
If that person had shown some manners, perhaps she would have had a polite chat with him.
But the first thing they did was criticize her clothes, then her age, and then ask about her assets. It's like they're picking her out as a bargaining chip.
"What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?" Madam Qin asked with concern.
Qin Man poured herself a glass of water, took a couple of sips, and spoke truthfully.
“I can’t stand talking to someone who says I don’t dress like a woman, that I’m too old, and who asks how much money I have.”
She was already very gracious not to beat him up on the spot.
"And you, I told you to wear a skirt when we go out, but you insisted on wearing this?" Madam Qin said.
"Mom, let me make this clear: I would never change myself to please a man, and they are not worth me wearing a skirt to curry favor with," Qin Man said frankly.
If men only like the persona she presents, can she keep pretending forever?
Madam Qin and Old Master Qin exchanged a glance, knowing her temperament, and decided not to try to persuade her.
"Then tomorrow..."
"If you try to trick me into seeing men again, I'm leaving tomorrow," Qin Man said directly.
She really didn't have the time to waste with those people.
"Just because this person isn't good today doesn't mean there aren't any bad people among the others you haven't met," Madam Qin patiently advised.
She refused to see any more than a dozen after only meeting one.
"No, I have plans to meet with some former colleagues tomorrow. We need to discuss some work-related issues," Qin Man said.
Madam Qin glanced at Old Master Qin, signaling him to help persuade him.
"Never mind, let her be."
This daughter has been very opinionated since she was little, and no one can make decisions for her.
Madam Qin was not satisfied and planned to find another way to trick her daughter into leaving the house the next day. However, after breakfast, Qin Man drove off.
I met with some colleagues at noon to discuss work matters, but I didn't want to be nagged by my mother about blind dates when I got home in the afternoon, so I decided to just wander around outside to pass the time.
As a result, I had just met with my colleagues and was driving out of the parking lot when someone suddenly rushed into the road, startling me so much that I slammed on the brakes.
However, he quickly calmed down and got out of the car to check.
"Hey, how badly are you hurt?"
Is this some kind of staged accident scam? It's really strange that they've managed to run into her like this.
The other person sat on the ground clutching their left foot, and after a long while, looked up and spoke in broken Chinese.
"Aren't you watching when you drive?"
Upon closer inspection, Qin Man realized that he was actually a foreigner.
"You broke the traffic rules and ran out; it's your own responsibility."
"But now, you've injured my leg." The other person stood up, leaning on the car, but his left foot couldn't touch the ground at all.
Qin Man looked around and then simply opened the passenger door.
"Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital."
The other person glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, and then climbed into the car and sat down.
Qin Man got into the car and took the person to the hospital where He Chi worked for a check-up.
Fortunately, there was no serious injury, but he will be unable to walk for half a month.
After the examination, when they tried to admit the patient to the hospital, the patient couldn't produce their passport.
Qin Man frowned. "You didn't come here illegally, did you?"
"My bag was stolen," the other person said seriously.
Qin Man, furious, put her hands on her hips and said, "What country are you from? What's your name? I'll contact the embassy to get you an identity certificate."
However, the other party hesitated and refused to speak.
Qin Man frowned more and more deeply. Was it so difficult to answer the question about nationality?
"Tell me or I'm calling the police."
“Sweden, Antony, Antony Gustav”.
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