Less than three seconds after she hung up, her phone rang again.
Her older sister, Yang Qingyu.
Yi Jiahui answered, and Yang Qingyu's voice sounded positively giddy. "Jiahui, hurry up and watch Zijin's video!"
She held the phone in front of her to check-the screen displayed a single word: Sis.
No wrong number.
"I watched it. You spoke pretty well..."
"Not that episode! The second one! Watch it right now! I'm hanging up."
Beep-
Were these married women with children producing too many hormones today? One was pushing her to get together with someone, and the other was in a frantic rush.
More importantly, when had Yang Qingyu ever been this impatient?
Yi Jiahui opened the short video app, found Wei Zijin's profile picture, and tapped it.
The video loaded.
The picture appeared-
Luo Bisheng?
Whoa.
This guy actually looked pretty decent when he cleaned himself up. Much easier on the eyes than usual.
Luo Bisheng was speaking to the camera, his tone serious, without his usual flippancy.
He was apologizing to his ex-girlfriend's father.
Yi Jiahui rolled her eyes.
What a spineless idiot. Instead of giving him a resounding slap in the face, you're apologizing?
It wasn't until she heard her own name that she understood why her sister had wanted her to watch it now, right this second.
"Jiahui."
Holy crap, no way. Don't pull this on me.
He wasn't really going to... do that on the show, was he?
That would be so embarrassing.
"I know you don't like clichés or any of those formal gestures. I also know the person you're looking for has to be like my brother, like your brother-in-law."
Yi Jiahui stared at the screen.
You actually understand me pretty well?
"I want to ask you to give me a chance. I'll prove