They walked from table to table, and only stopped with Lin Yang at table number 52.
Lin Yang kept her head down the whole way, nervous yet secretly looking forward to the journey.
I wonder if that person is really him.
This idea was dangerous, and Lin Yang wanted to stop it, but she couldn't help but think about it.
However, I'm also afraid that my wild imagination will disappoint me.
Lin Yang could only lower her head and wait until the very end to reveal the answer.
She stopped, still holding her breath, her head and hat brim pulled low.
"Miss Lin, hello." The visitor had been sitting there waiting for a while, and his gaze had been on Lin Yang ever since she entered.
It wasn't until she stopped at table number 52 that the man realized this was the Lin family's daughter, whom he was supposed to meet on a blind date.
"Hello." The voice was unfamiliar; it wasn't the one Lin Yang had been hoping for.
Her expression was gloomy, and she weakly raised her head, only to be met with an unfamiliar face.
It was completely different from what she had imagined.
His hair was styled with hair wax and slicked back high. He was decked out in all sorts of nouveau riche accessories, including a big gold chain and a big gold watch. A tattoo was faintly visible on his neck, which snaked all the way down to his feet.
Yes, he was wearing flip-flops, which is why Lin Yang could see him so clearly.
She was casually wearing a white tank top, with an open white shirt over it, and loose beach shorts underneath.
He gives off a sleazy, roguish vibe.
To be honest, Lin Yang didn't have a good first impression of him.
Fortunately, Lin Yang was prepared.
Under that person's scrutiny, Lin Yang took off her hat and mask, revealing her exaggerated makeup to the person's curious gaze.
Same here.
It seems neither of them is interested in blind dates.
"What should I call you?" Lin Yang tucked his hat into his waistband, rolled up his mask and stuffed it into his bag, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Jiang Fan." He was still chewing gum and his legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Jiang Fan? How come she'd never heard of the Lin family being on good terms with any Jiang family?
Although Lin Yang had some questions, she still politely introduced herself as "Lin Yang".
Jiang Fan raised his chin. "I know, there's no shortage of news about you online lately. It's hard not to know. You're very popular, Miss Lin."
Lin Yang gave an awkward smile.
There was a trash can under the table. Jiang Fan got tired of chewing his gum and spat it out. "The real person doesn't look quite like the photo."
Nonsense, how could it be the same if she transformed into this ghostly form?
Jiang Fan's actions have drawn Lin Yang's dissatisfaction, and she is now very glad that she has been transformed into this.
If it's not that person, why would there be any need to make up so much to look good?
"Hehe, Mr. Jiang, since I don't meet your expectations, why don't we just disperse here and go home?" Lin Yang suggested, suppressing his temper.
"No way, my mom said that when I'm looking for a wife, I have to find someone ugly. And I'm attracted to your ugliness. I think we can develop this further. How about we add each other on WeChat first?" Jiang Fan put down his crossed legs, took out his phone, and showed his friend QR code.
Lin Yang didn't move. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Jiang, I didn't bring my phone."
Add me my ass! Do you think you're Xu Chengzhi? So handsome I'd add you on WeChat? Dream on!
Besides, who's ugly!
"Ding-dong—" An untimely message popped up, making a sound through the handbag.
Jiang Fan raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on Lin Yang's bag.
Lin Yang took out her phone in front of him and pressed and held the power button.
The screen went completely black, the computer shut down, and it stopped making any noise.
"Sorry, the battery is dead, it's turned off." Lin Yang lied to Jiang Fan's face without batting an eye.
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