Chapter 503 Each One More Bizarre Than the Last
"Don't worry, Miss An, I don't mind. It's normal for someone as beautiful as you to have a few male best friends," the man in the suit said with a smile.
How considerate she is!
Instantly, An Jing's favorability towards him reached its maximum.
She took the initiative to ask, "I haven't asked you your name yet?"
“A name is just a label. What I’m called doesn’t matter. What matters is that the moment I met Miss An, I knew you were the kind of girl I could have been my girlfriend.”
An Jing paused slightly: "Uh... we've only known each other for less than five minutes, are you sure?"
"White hair feels like new acquaintances, instant acquaintances feel like old friends—Miss An must have heard this saying before, right?"
Anjing was about to reply.
Yan Su, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore. He rolled his eyes, suddenly slammed his hand on the table, pointed at the man in the suit, and said in a panic, "Dude, stop talking about poetry, you have something on your face!"
"Wh-what is that?" The man, who was always mindful of his appearance, was now somewhat nervous because of Yan Su's expression.
With a "smack," Yan Su slapped the man's face, examined his own palm, and said seriously, "A bit oily."
man:"……"
An Jing glared at Yan Su: "Do you have some serious illness?"
Yan Su looked completely innocent: "Don't you think it's greasy? You're all talk and no action, just showing off your charm."
Anjing kicked Yan Su hard under the table, then turned to the man in the suit and apologized, "Sorry, he's a bit of a rascal, I hope I didn't hurt you."
The man in the suit narrowed his almond-shaped eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt. Seeing how worried Miss An is about me, it's all worth it, even if it hurts."
Anjing gave an awkward laugh, somewhat agreeing with Yan Su's words; this guy was indeed slick.
The man in the suit continued, "Miss An, to be honest, I really like you. I'm quite well-off, worth eight figures. If you're with me, I definitely won't treat you badly. Whether you want bags, shoes, or a sports car, just ask for it. Also, I must be frank, besides you, I have four other girlfriends, but don't worry, you and they are in the south and north respectively, and you will absolutely not interfere with each other. How about it? Think about it."
"Four girlfriends? One in the south and one in the north?"
An Jing was almost laughing in anger, her face instantly turning cold: "You said that to them too?"
"NONONO, my other four girlfriends all threw themselves at me, and we didn't know each other. Only you can make me willing to be so honest with you!"
Sun Wei blinked her peach blossom eyes so hard that An Jing almost vomited.
Yan Su, who was listening from the side, was furious. How dare this greasy, womanizing man let his An An be his mistress?
He said to An Jing, "What's the point of talking to this scumbag!"
At the same time, he grabbed the tea on the table and threw it at them, shouting angrily, "Get the hell out of here!"
The man in the suit elegantly wiped the tea off his face, spat out a mouthful of tea foam, and said without batting an eye, "I have never liked to force people to do things against their will. This is my business card. Miss An, you can contact me anytime when you have a change of heart."
He left a business card, turned around, and walked away with a flourish.
An Jing was so angry that she threw the business card directly into the trash can.
Yan Su sighed from the side, "An'an, you've seen the quality of the men in this company. If it really doesn't work out, we can just make do. Don't make things difficult for yourselves."
Quietly, she gripped his waist and gritted her teeth, saying, "Have you had enough of this joke? You're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you?"
Yan Su shook his head, then suddenly said seriously, "No, I feel terrible. I can't bear to see you suffer like this."
Anjing: "Sweet talk!"
Unwilling to give up, she met several more people, but without exception, they were all strange individuals.
“Ms. An, my name is Tan Fei. I am 26 years old and work as a product manager at Longbao Technology. My annual salary is around 400,000 yuan. I am a bit of a chauvinist and do not want my wife to be in the public eye. If we get married, I hope you can quit your job and focus on taking care of the family.”
“Miss An, I’m Zhang Dongshuai. I’m not very capable, but I’m handsome. After we start dating, you have to give me half of your salary. After all, playing games is quite expensive. Also, I have a sensitive stomach, so we can’t order takeout. You’ll need to cook for me.”
"Miss An, I only came out for this blind date to appease my family. You are very beautiful, but we are not a good match. I'm sorry."
"Miss An, I don't like women. Goodbye."
"..."
By 2 p.m., Anjing was completely numb and didn't even know how she walked out of the matchmaking company.
Just as they were about to get on the bus, the matchmaker was still calling out from behind, "Miss An, Miss An, don't be angry. If these guys aren't good enough, I'll introduce you to some new ones. I'll contact you if I find a suitable young man!"
The phrase "little fresh meat" made An Jing feel nauseous.
She quickened her pace, and her actions of getting into the car and closing the door were swift and fluid, instantly blocking the matchmaker outside the car.
Yan Su followed behind the matchmaker, took out another wad of cash and handed it to her, saying with satisfaction, "Your company is good, it has a bright future. Keep it up, you can get more outstanding men like this in the future!"
After saying that, he flicked the dust off Tan's chest, walked around her, and got into the car.
Inside the car, Anjing leaned against the window, utterly dejected.
In contrast, Yan Su had completely shed his previous bitterness and resentment, and was in such a good mood that he could plant the sun.
He turned his head and said, "An'an, this blind date is really interesting. How about I pay for you to renew your membership? It might be a bit hard to find someone for a year, so how about starting with ten years?"
As expected, she was met with a fierce eye roll in return.
Yan Su was pleased even after being glared at: "An'an, the world is full of troubles, and good men are hard to find. The truly high-quality men are right beside you. Take a good look!"
"Shut up, drive!"
Yan Su shut up sheepishly, then turned around and reminded him, "Boss, please fasten your seatbelt."
Anjing gave a cold snort, and just as she fastened her seatbelt, her phone rang.
When she saw that it was her fourth sister, Anzhen, calling, her heart skipped a beat.
"I'm going to take this call, you're not allowed to make a sound," she instructed Yan Su anxiously.
"Who is it, being so cautious?" Yan Su asked subconsciously.
"It's none of your business, mind your own business."
After finishing speaking, Anjing answered the phone, smiling as she said to the other person, "Fourth Sister?"
Yan Su, sitting in the front row, heard that it was An Zhen on the phone. Looking at her quiet and well-behaved appearance through the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
Anzhen was naturally outgoing, and even without the speakerphone on, her voice still echoed clearly throughout the entire carriage.
"Jingjing, how did your talk with Teacher Luo go? Your second sister and I went back to the old house today. If you're free, why don't you bring Teacher Luo along?"
An Jing instinctively glanced at Yan Su, who was already listening intently, and laughed it off: "Oh, Fourth Sister, what bad luck, I can't get away, I'm quite busy at the company..."
"Stop making excuses. What kind of busyness could your little company possibly have? I went to your company early this morning, and the employees said the driver took you out for a drive." She then asked suspiciously, "Jingjing, you and Teacher Luo didn't have a fight, did you? Did you break up?!"
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