He just felt awkward refusing.
"Go ahead." Knowing that this matter had caused her trouble, Mr. Zhong felt a little guilty.
"Go and meet them. If you don't like them, then don't bother," he added later.
Since things have come to this point...
It wouldn't be good for Rong Shang to refuse again.
"I've had a pretty busy schedule lately."
"Really?" Mr. Zhong seemed to know something. He said, "Then why did I hear that you're free tomorrow night?"
"..."
Everyone knows that.
"Who told you that?"
"this……"
"My sister?"
It must be her, that slapstick jerk.
hehe.
Mr. Zhong was worried that she would confront Zhong Ru if she found out, so he was in a dilemma.
He kept stammering and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Rong Shang didn't want to make things difficult for him.
"Okay, I'll make time to go for a while tomorrow night."
"Okay, okay."
Mr. Zhong breathed a sigh of relief when she agreed.
*
The next afternoon.
Rong Shang finished filming on set.
Then my third aunt called.
On the phone, her voice was sharp and her tone arrogant, "Are you done with your work?"
"I heard from your dad that you agreed to go on a blind date."
"Remember to go early tonight, I've already made arrangements with someone."
"……"frown.
She thought of something last night when she was going to sleep.
It's strange, because in my memory, the original owner died in a car accident five years later.
In other words, what she is doing now is also the original owner's experience.
Why is that?
Five years ago, it seems the original owner wasn't arranged to go on blind dates.
This so-called third aunt, they haven't been in contact with them for several years.
"Zhong Xia, are you still there?"
"Um."
"Then why don't you respond when I talk to you?" The other person snorted, giving the impression that they were being ungrateful for the help they received.
Rong Shang really didn't want to say a single word to her.
She hummed in agreement, said "I understand," and then hung up the phone.
Not long after, Zhong's father sent her an address.
At a restaurant in the city center.
Rong Shang had eaten there before. It had private rooms, and the environment and dishes were all quite good.
Okay.
Just consider it a social engagement.
...
Soon, night fell.
Rong Shang went back to her apartment complex and took a shower.
She drove herself out at seven o'clock.
A dozen minutes later, the car stopped in front of the restaurant.
When she got off the bus, she was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, completely covering herself up.
Only after confirming that he would not be recognized did he enter the restaurant.
The other party arranged to meet her in private room 307 on the third floor.
He hadn't arrived when Rong Shang went there.
My stomach started growling very early.
We can't order something to eat first.
Feeling a bit bored being alone, Rong Shang started playing on her phone.
Time passed little by little.
I don't know how much time passed.
Rong Chang went to the restroom.
I bumped right into someone.
The other person caught her in time.
The sound came from above, and it was exceptionally pleasant.
Be careful.
Fearing being recognized, Rong Shang dared not make any large movements along the way.
Right now, she nodded, lowered her voice and said "sorry" before leaving.
A few minutes later, Rong Shang came out of the restroom and checked the time.
They've been here for almost an hour.
I'm speechless. She had agreed to only come out for an hour.
Now?
Feeling down, Rong Shang returned to the private room.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw a man sitting in the spot where she had just been sitting.
Upon hearing the sound, the man instinctively looked up.
Their eyes met unexpectedly.
The system has issued a notification sound.
Rong Shang paused for a moment, then frowned.
That's it?
Is this man him?
"You've arrived."
A pleasant male voice came from the front.
Rong Chang, “…”
I want to hit someone.
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