You're Zhang Yang?!

Standing before the mirror, Zhang Yang nodded with satisfaction as he took in the striking figure reflected back at him.

It hadn't been a disaster after all.

With his current physique, it would have been hard to go wrong with such a versatile outfit.

Checking the time, he realized it was about time to head out. Without any hesitation, Zhang Yang left Vientiane City in his current attire, ready to pick up his date.

At that moment, inside a shared apartment, a rather pretty girl was sitting before her mirror, applying makeup.

"Yaqian, have a date tonight?" her roommate asked, glancing over from the living room before walking in with a playful grin.

"A blind date introduced by someone back home. We're meeting tonight," Xiong Yaqian replied with a shake of her head and a smile, setting down her foundation brush.

"Let me guess, anyone they'd introduce to you must be a pretty decent guy. What's he like? Mind satisfying my curiosity?" The roommate was quite inquisitive, pressing the matter with persistence.

"Quite the opposite. I have a feeling he's probably a very boring, very ordinary guy whose social circle consists of nothing but work," Xiong Yaqian said dismissively.

"Well... that's actually not bad. A steady, ambitious guy might just be a hidden gem." The roommate ran out of words, yet still managed to put in a good word for the man she had never even met.

"Forget it. He's just a wage slave, though he is quite generous. He's taking me here tonight." Xiong Yaqian pointed to the location on her phone.

The roommate glanced at it and offered an awkward smile, a phrase flashing through her mind: "poor and pretentious."

Is it really worth spending that kind of money to treat a girl who clearly looks down on him in every word she speaks?

For some reason, she felt a twinge of sympathy for the guy.

"Alright, done." Xiong Yaqian closed her makeup kit. After her transformation, her appearance had jumped up a level, making her look quite charming and lovely.

"Well then... good luck." Her roommate said from the side.

In her heart, however, she was wishing that unseen man good luck.

"I'll bring you back some food tonight. Bye..." Xiong Yaqian admired herself in the mirror with satisfaction—she was the picture of a goddess—before grabbing her bag and heading out.

By the side of the road, Xiong Yaqian waited while opening her compact mirror to take a closer look at herself.

In truth, she usually wouldn't give a guy like this a chance if she wasn't interested, but this one was a bit different.

He was from her hometown, and they were both introduced by elders in the family.

Even though she didn't want to go, she decided to show up just to fulfill the obligation; meeting someone wouldn't kill her.

"After the meeting, I'll just be deliberately cold for a few days. We're all adults; he should get the hint," Xiong Yaqian muttered to herself, gently smoothing down her skirt as it fluttered in the breeze.

"Huh, that guy getting out of the Cayenne over there is pretty handsome."

Not far away, a man was wearing a white T-shirt and a blazer, looking mature and steady, with a bit of the charisma of Bosco Wong.

Even if it was only a tiny bit, the man was driving a Cayenne!

Subconsciously, a girl naturally possesses immense tolerance for a man stepping out of a luxury car. As long as there's money, even a greasy middle-aged man is seen as "mature," let alone a young man who pays attention to his appearance and has such a fit physique.

Xiong Yaqian watched from afar, wondering why this man was walking straight toward her. Could he be asking for directions?

Zhang Yang held his phone, walked closer to Xiong Yaqian, and double-checked.

"You're Xiong Yaqian, right?"

Xiong Yaqian was stunned for a moment.

Huh? Looking for me?

An absurd thought suddenly rose in her heart.

"You're Zhang Yang?" she gasped.

"It's me. Been waiting long?" Zhang Yang looked at the Xiong Yaqian before him.

Not bad, not bad at all. Although the photos had been touched up, she still looked quite pretty with makeup on; it was clear her natural foundation was solid.

"I just got here too." Xiong Yaqian tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, feeling a little flustered.

The confidence she had felt earlier—that she would stun him and have him wrapped around her finger—vanished completely.

"Shall we head out?" Zhang Yang gestured toward the Cayenne nearby.

"Ah... sure." She snapped out of it, quickly agreed, and followed him toward the car.

Inside the vehicle, she sat with the poise of a lady, trying her best to present her best side to him.

Zhang Yang, however, was relaxed and took the opportunity to check the favorability rating.

Good grief, the power of this Porsche Cayenne was no joke. His favorability rating had skyrocketed by fifty points, currently sitting at seventy, and judging by the trend, it was still climbing.

"This car?" Xiong Yaqian asked in a low voice.

"The car? Oh, I just bought it. Here, the registration is right here." Zhang Yang opened the center console to show her.

Xiong Yaqian's face flushed, and she hurried to explain, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that I didn't believe you..."

"It's fine, I don't mind." Zhang Yang chuckled. "This is our first time meeting, after all. I think it's better to be honest with each other—my situation, your situation. We're all adults, nothing to be embarrassed about, right, Little Bear?"

"Little Bear?" Xiong Yaqian blushed, subconsciously looking down at her chest, thinking, It's not that small... well, okay, maybe not exactly 'breathtaking'.

The Cayenne drove smoothly toward the restaurant.

Zhang Yang focused on the road, while Xiong Yaqian sat in the passenger seat, occasionally finding opportunities to size up her blind date.

Truly... I've struck gold.

He has financial means, and while he might not be classically handsome, his aura is quite good, especially the way his eyes look when he's focused on driving right now...

Honestly, they say a man is most handsome when he's focused.

The way he's focused right now really makes it easy to overlook his looks.

"You're a bit different from what I imagined," Xiong Yaqian said, taking the initiative to start a conversation to bridge the distance between them.

"What did you think I was like?" Zhang Yang asked with a chuckle, sparing a glance at Xiong Yaqian.

"In short... in short, you've far exceeded my expectations," Xiong Yaqian said, stammering with embarrassment. "Actually, I really was a bit busy the last two days. You don't mind, do you?"

"Everyone has things to do, right? It's no problem," Zhang Yang said dismissively.

Xiong Yaqian nodded gently, though her hands couldn't help but tightly clutch her skirt.

If they hadn't met, how would she have known that the blind date she'd ignored was actually a treasure? She really should thank her aunt properly; otherwise, how could this meeting have happened today?

At a red light, Zhang Yang brought the car to a stop.

He reached out to touch the gear shifter, but instead, his hand landed on something delicate and smooth.

A thigh?

His heart skipped a beat.

Would this lower her favorability?

"Sorry, I touched the wrong thing," Zhang Yang apologized, pulling his hand away and looking at Xiong Yaqian.

"You... you should look clearly before you touch next time," Xiong Yaqian whispered, her head bowed low, not daring to look up.

Zhang Yang agreed, then checked the system and nearly cried out in surprise.

The favorability had actually gone up a bit, though not by much.

No... what is the logic behind this?

Zhang Yang, whose core mindset hadn't fully shifted from that of an ordinary guy, was suddenly a little confused, as if he had never truly understood women at all.