Jiang Yu'er was exquisite and cute from a young age, and was praised by her neighbors. She was beautiful, sweet and well-behaved, and very popular with her elders.
With such a beautiful daughter, her grandmother naturally had to keep a close watch on her. When she was in junior high school, she repeatedly warned her against dating early and against going out with male classmates.
As expected, her youngest daughter did not disappoint her. She never had a boyfriend until she graduated from university. However, after entering society, especially after turning 25 at the beginning of the year, her grandmother became a little restless.
I thought to myself, I just don't want you to date too early, I don't want you to become a spinster. How many years of youth does a woman have?
So she gathered her old girlfriends and searched far and wide for information on promising young men to arrange blind dates for her daughter.
"Grandma, it's obvious she doesn't want to date. You can't force a relationship," Zhang Yuanqing said, munching on a steamed bun.
"How about you arrange a blind date for me? I'm a really sweet melon."
Grandma said angrily, "You're still young, what's the rush? There are plenty of female classmates in college, can't you find someone yourself? If you keep causing trouble, I'll beat you up."
My maternal grandmother was a woman from the South, but she was by no means gentle; she had a particularly fiery temper.
Even Zhang Yuanqing's mother, a successful career woman, didn't dare to contradict her grandmother.
"I'm all grown up now, okay? I've been a craftsman for several years now," Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself.
After breakfast, under her grandmother's insistence, my aunt went back to her room to change clothes and put on makeup before going out for a blind date.
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My aunt wore light makeup, which made her look even more radiant and beautiful.
A fluffy crew-neck knit sweater paired with a long coat, and light-colored slim-fit jeans that hugged her long, shapely legs. The slim-fit jeans were tucked into black Martin boots. Download, ad-free free reading.
The Mori-style minimalist outfit is neither flashy nor ostentatious, yet exceptionally refined.
The aunt gave him a knowing look, picked up her bag, and swayed her hips as she left.
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Zhang Yuanqing returned to his room and calmly changed into a black t-shirt, a windbreaker, and running shoes.
A few minutes later, I opened the bedroom door.
Grandma was cleaning in the living room. When she saw him come out, she stopped what she was doing and watched him silently.
Zhang Yuanqing mimicked his aunt's tone:
"Mom, I'm going on a blind date too."
"Get back here." Grandma raised her broom and threatened, "If you dare step out of this door, I'll break your legs."
“Okay!” Zhang Yuanqing readily agreed and returned to the bedroom.
Sitting at his desk, he held his phone and sent a message to his aunt:
"He died before achieving his goal, leaving heroes to weep with sorrow."
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My aunt was probably driving, because her reply was concise and to the point.
"My grandma stopped me at home. You should go on your blind date by yourself."
My aunt sent me a voice message.
Zhang Yuanqing opened the Aiyue app and Jiang Yuer's angry voice rang out from the speaker:
What use are you?!
My aunt retracted one voice message and then sent another, this time in a different tone, using a sweet and coquettish voice:
"My dear nephew, come here quickly, your auntie loves you the most, ua~"
Ah, women!
Do you think I can offend my grandmother by acting cute and charming? At the very least, I should give her a red envelope.
Just then, a slightly jarring ringtone sounded. Zhang Yuanqing entered the living room and, under his grandmother's watchful gaze, pressed the intercom button, saying:
"Who is it!"
"express delivery."
Sound came from the speaker.
Zhang Yuanqing pressed the open button, and two or three minutes later, a deliveryman in uniform came up the elevator, carrying a package in his arms.
"Is it Zhang Yuanqing?"
"It's me."
"I didn't order anything online," he said, signing for the package with a puzzled look. He glanced at the package information; the sender wasn't listed, but the address was Hangzhou, a neighboring city in Jiangnan Province.
He returned to his room, took out a paper cutter from his desk drawer, and opened the package.
Inside was a shock-absorbing air cushion containing a black card and a yellow letter.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a black card the size of an ID card. The material seemed to be metal, but it was extremely smooth to the touch. The card was very well made, with light silver cloud patterns on the edges and a black full moon in the center.
The black moon print is exquisite, with clearly visible irregular patches on its surface.
What is this? With a sense of doubt, he opened the envelope and unfolded the letter.
"Yuanzi, I got something very interesting. I thought it could change my life, but I'm not capable enough to control it. I think it would be no problem for you."
"Brother, this is a gift from me. The website is about to shut down; download the AiYue app to access the book titles by the renowned author [author's name]."
"Lei Yibing!"
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