Had none of those who were rejected ever said or thought anything? Looking at it from the angle of maximum malice, there had to be some among the rejected who were no saints or gentlemen... Er, forget the "saints" part; Jiu Ming reserved judgment when it came to gentlemen.
For the old principal to find so many backup candidates showed that his family fortune was anything but modest. Otherwise, who would come?
Surely they did not want to buy themselves into the grave of marriage so early, either.
All sorts of thoughts flashed through Jiu Ming's mind in rapid succession, culminating in the calm, neither-sad-nor-happy smile on Little Nine's face.
He truly did not know what expression he ought to make. And this old man... never mind. "Say, quite a few of the people on here look pretty good."
"I don't like them at all. The age gap between them and me is far too big." Konoka shook her head and said rather helplessly, "Though Grandpa said students at the school would be fine too, but... Grandpa is an idiot!"
Konoka cradled Little Nine in her palm, a hint of amusement curling in her eyes. "Looking closely, you seem pretty good yourself."
Little Nine scratched his head. "If you say so, I'm honored."
Perhaps because Konoka had always escaped whenever she was set up on a blind date, those looking for her had accumulated some experience. Before much time had passed, they found her. Konoka shook her head and took quick little steps toward the direction opposite the voices.
"Don't go that way. Go right." Jiu Ming shook his head. The girl was still too naïve. Running in the opposite direction of the voices would ordinarily be the right choice—but only ordinarily.
Several burly men in Black Suits were waiting