You're Zhang Yang?!

Standing in front of the mirror, Zhang Yang looked at his striking reflection and nodded with satisfaction.

He really hadn't messed it up.

The versatile cut suited his current build so well that it was practically impossible to go wrong.

Checking the time, he figured it was about time to leave. Without wasting any more time, Zhang Yang headed straight out of Vientiane City in his new outfit, ready to pick her up.

At that moment, in a shared apartment, a rather pretty young woman sat in front of the mirror, putting on makeup.

"Yaqian, got a date tonight?" Her roommate glanced in from the living room and came in with a teasing smile.

"It's a blind date with someone my family back home introduced me to. We're meeting tonight." Xiong Yaqian shook her head with a smile and set down her foundation brush.

"Let me guess. If they introduced him to you, he must be a pretty great guy. What's he like? Mind satisfying my curiosity?" Her roommate was quite curious and kept pressing her.

"Actually, I get the feeling he's a really dull, ordinary guy. His social media is all work, work, and more work," Xiong Yaqian said casually.

"Well... I guess that's not so bad. A hardworking, dependable guy could turn out to be a hidden gem." Her roommate struggled a little for words, but still put in a good word for this man she had never even met.

"Forget it. He's just a salaryman. Though he is pretty generous. He invited me to this place tonight." Xiong Yaqian pointed to the location on her phone.

Her roommate saw it and gave an awkward smile, a phrase inexplicably popping into her mind: generous with money he can't afford to spend.

Was it really worth spending that much to treat a woman who clearly looked down on him, even between the lines?

For some reason, she actually felt a little sorry for the guy.

"All done." Xiong Yaqian closed her makeup case. With her makeup on, she looked a whole lot prettier—quite the charming beauty.

"Well... good luck," her roommate said.

In truth, she was wishing good luck to the man she had never met.

"I'll bring you back something to eat tonight. Bye..." Xiong Yaqian admired her reflection, looking every bit the goddess, then picked up her purse and headed out.

By the roadside, Xiong Yaqian waited, taking out her compact mirror and holding it close to inspect her face.

Normally, she wouldn't even give a guy like this a chance to meet if she wasn't interested in him. But this one was a little different.

They were from the same hometown, and their families' elders had introduced them.

Although she didn't really want to meet him, she decided to go through with it out of a sense of obligation. It wasn't as if meeting someone would cost her anything.

"After we meet, I'll act a little distant for a few days. We're all adults. He should get the hint, right?" Xiong Yaqian murmured, lightly pressing down her skirt as the wind lifted it.

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

Not far away, a young man in a white T-shirt and suit looked mature and dependable, with a bit of Bosco Wong's vibe.

Only a little, but still—he was driving a Cayenne!

A woman couldn't help but be more forgiving toward a guy who stepped out of a luxury car. As long as he had money, even an oily older man could pass for sophisticated. And this young man was good-looking and in great shape, too.

Xiong Yaqian watched him from a distance, wondering why he was walking straight toward her. Was he going to ask for directions?

Holding up his phone, Zhang Yang approached Xiong Yaqian and checked her against the picture.

"Are you Xiong Yaqian?"

Xiong Yaqian froze.

Huh? He's looking for me?

A ridiculous thought suddenly crossed her mind.

"You're Zhang Yang?" she blurted out.

"That's me. Have you been waiting long?" Zhang Yang looked at Xiong Yaqian.

Thank goodness. The photo had probably been edited, but she still looked quite pretty with her makeup on. It was clear she had good looks to begin with.

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

She had been so confident that she would take his breath away and have him wrapped around her finger. At that moment, all that confidence had vanished.

"Then shall we get in?" Zhang Yang pointed to the Cayenne nearby.

"Ah... sure." She came to her senses, quickly answered, and followed him toward the Cayenne.

Inside the car, she sat primly, doing her best to show him her best side.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, was relaxed and took the opportunity to check her affection level.

Good heavens, the Porsche Cayenne really was something. Her affection had just shot up by fifty points. It was already at seventy, and judging by the way things were going, it was still rising.

"This car..." Xiong Yaqian asked softly from inside.

"The car? Oh, I just bought it. Here, the registration is right here." Zhang Yang opened the glove compartment and showed it to her.

Xiong Yaqian's face immediately flushed. She hurried to explain, "Sorry, I didn't mean that I didn't believe you..."

"It's fine. I don't mind," Zhang Yang said with a laugh. "We've only just met, after all. I think it's better to be honest with each other about everything—my situation, your situation. We're both adults. There's nothing to be embarrassed about, right, little bear?"

"Little bear?" Xiong Yaqian's face turned red. She lowered her head and glanced down without thinking. I'm not that small... Well, okay, I guess I'm not exactly busty.

The Cayenne glided smoothly along the road toward the restaurant.

Zhang Yang focused on driving while Xiong Yaqian sat in the passenger seat, stealing occasional glances at her blind date.

She had really... struck gold.

He was financially comfortable, and while he wasn't exactly handsome, he had a good presence. Especially the way he looked when he was focused on driving...

They said a focused man was the most attractive.

The way he looked right now really made it easy to overlook his face.

"You're a little different from what I imagined," Xiong Yaqian said, striking up a conversation to bring them closer.

"What did you imagine I'd be like?" Zhang Yang glanced at her when he had a moment and asked with a laugh.

"Anyway... anyway, you've far exceeded my expectations." Xiong Yaqian stammered, embarrassed. "Actually, I really was a little busy these past couple of days. You don't mind, do you?"

"Everyone's got things going on, right? It's fine." Zhang Yang didn't mind.

Xiong Yaqian nodded slightly, but her hands instinctively clenched her skirt.

If she hadn't met him, how would she have known that the blind date she had ignored was such a catch? She really had to thank her aunt for setting them up. Otherwise, this meeting never would have happened.

At a traffic light, Zhang Yang stopped the car.

He was about to rest his hand on the gearshift, but when he reached out, he felt something smooth and soft.

A thigh?

His heart skipped a beat.

Would this lower her affection for him?

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

"You... look properly before you touch next time," Xiong Yaqian said softly, her head bowed and too embarrassed to look up.

Zhang Yang agreed, then checked the system. He almost let out a startled cry.

Her affection had actually gone up a little, though not by much.

But... what was the logic here?

Zhang Yang, who hadn't quite shaken off his mindset as an ordinary guy, was utterly baffled. It was as if he had never really understood women at all.