Jiang Ruolan had dumplings in her hand and couldn't go out for the time being. Seeing there's no movement outside, she placed the dumplings on a plate by the cutting board, washed her hands and wiped them before walking out.
When she walked out of the kitchen, Jiang Yijun already closed the door and returned to the living room.
"Who is it? Why didn't you let that person come inside?" Jiang Ruolan looked at him strangely.
Jiang Yijun pursed his lips and said without any expression on his face, "It's a delivery man. He's here to deliver water."
"Water? I didn't order any water." Jiang Ruolan took a look at the water dispenser and said, "There's still a lot of water left. I didn't order any."
"Yes, he sent it to the wrong house." Jiang Yijun's voice was very low, but he didn't have much of an expression on his face. He smiled at Jiang Ruolan and pushed her towards the kitchen. "Come, let me help you."
"Oh." Jiang Ruolan looked at his expression and finally did not take seriously the person who knocked on the door. They both went into the kitchen and continued to prepare dumplings.
After eating dumplings, Jiang Yijun sat on the couch and read the financial news, while Jiang Ruolan went to wash the dishes and then casually opened the window to hang the washed cloth on a thin pole outside. This was where she usually hangs the cloth. She suddenly glanced at the car parked downstairs in the residential complex from the corner of her eye.
It was a black Land Rover with a familiar design, but since there were not many lights on in the residential area, she couldn't see the number plate clearly.
Jiang Ruolan's heart instantly tightened as she looked at the Land Rover. After a long time, she slowly withdrew her gaze and closed the window.
It's probably just a coincidence. She often sees this model on the streets.
'Jiang Ruolan, you're too sensitive.'
****
The next day, Jiang Ruolan found out that Yi Meixiu's boyfriend was working at a matchmaking agency and was dragged by the girl to a coffee shop near his company as soon as she finished working in the evening.
Logically speaking, dating was not something that pregnant women should do, but at the urging of Yi Meixiu, Jiang Ruolan had to give in and agree. Yi Meixiu wanted Jiang Ruolan to help her boyfriend attract many people to come to the agency.
At the moment, Jiang Ruolan was very curious about the person who had been chosen by Yi Meixiu's boyfriend. He insisted on introducing her to Tan Zedong. So when Jiang Ruolan was forced to go to the coffee shop, a man was already sitting there waiting.
Jiang Ruolan was not used to people waiting for her, so right now, she had a good impression of this man. She thought, 'The world is wonderful. When God closes a door for you, he will definitely open another door for you. Is this why she met so many men recently?'
Tan Zedong had a buzz cut and should be around 1.78 meters in height. As soon she sat down, he began to talk about the national financial situation and the stocks' movement.
Then Jiang Ruolan became hungry and waved her hand to call the waiter.
Tan Zedong quickly stopped her. "Why don't we order a buffet?" Then, he said in a low and satisfied voice, "The buffet here contains a pack of drinks and some fruits."
'Oh my god, he really wanted to save money on food as well.'
Jiang Ruolan looked up at him. "Two buffets?"
Tan Zedong subconsciously took the raisin from the plate in front of her and said without raising his head, "No need, only one is enough."
Jiang Ruolan: "…"
Alright, being thrifty was actually a plus, so after dinner, Jiang Ruolan felt that since she was helping Yi Meixiun's boyfriend, she should at least let Tan Zedong see the quality of the beauties that they introduced to him. She took the initiative to suggest that they go for a walk together.
On the way out, he looked around. "You didn't drive here?"
Black lines appeared on Jiang Ruolan's forehead as she took a deep breath. "You didn't either?"
Tan Zedong smiled. "I don't have enough money to buy a car. I heard from Yi Meixiu that your brother owns a house and a car. He's an executive of a company, so you should have one as well, right?"
Jiang Ruolan looked up at the sky and sucked her cheek.
Later, both of them walked around the park and walked side by side along the gravel road. F City's weather was not as cold as the north, but it was still bone-chilling. The willow branches were withered, but the surrounding evergreens could still be compared to the picturesque scenery.
This man's words really made Jiang Ruolan unable to appreciate the scenery around her.
"Ruolan, since your brother is an executive, he should have quite a few houses, right?"
"Ugh…" Jiang Ruolan didn't answer him. Jiang Yijun indeed seemed to have two or three properties in F City.
However, Yi Meixiu, what bullshit was this?! Did she tell everything about her to this man? Really?
"Is it empty? If not, why don't we live in the western district? If I'm not mistaken, the housing has three rooms, one hall, and a kitchen. The monthly rent may be around four thousand." he said.
Jiang Ruolan widened her eyes and asked, "What kind of job are you in?"
"Me? I'm an accountant."
She was suddenly enlightened.
And then something even more speechless happened.
Tan Zedong continued without waiting for her, "In the future, when we get married, should we hold our wedding in the West District hall or the Eastern District wedding hall?"
And then….
There was no more 'then'.
Jiang Ruolan immediately ran away.
After returning home at night, around 8 PM, the man called her and said, "Ruolan, I feel like we've been apart for a long time and I really miss you. Are you free tomorrow?"
"No!" She, Jiang Ruolan, had never been so clear-headed in her life before.
The next day, Yi Meixiu drove across half of the city to catch Jiang Ruolan. After Jiang Ruolan strangled her until she was almost dead, she (Jiang Ruolan) told her that she would help her one more time, only one more time.
Jiang Ruolan mustered up her courage and spent half an hour tidying up her appearance. Along the way, Yi Meixiu continued telling her that Qian Nianzu liked tame and considerate girls.
As a result, when they met at the Western Restaurant, Jiang Ruolan immediately burst out laughing.
Qian Nianzu was wearing an expensive suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and he was not fluent in Mandarin. Sometimes, he even spoke half a sentence in English as he ate his western cuisine in the most normal manner.
Jiang Ruolan sized him up and down. Qian Nianzu appeared to enjoy her presence.
Then he ordered a set meal for both of them. Yi Meixiu tried to slip away, but Jiang Ruolan caught her and told her that she needed to go to the bathroom.
When she came back, Yi Meixiu was nowhere. 'This damn woman!'
Qian Nianzu elegantly sliced up a small piece of pork chops and asked Jiang Ruolan in his half-familiar Mandarin, "How old is Miss Jiang this year?"
Jiang Ruolan elegantly scooped a spoonful of salad. "Twenty-five."
Qian Nianzu frowned and continued to elegantly cut the pork chops, "Twenty-five is an extremely awkward age for a woman. Miss Yi previously said that you were twenty-two, and as expected, you didn't look like it at first glance. But it's good too. Older women know how to take care of people and are more mature."
Jiang Ruolan smiled and nodded. She continued to scoop up the salad gracefully and laughed cynically.
"Actually, I don't have much of a request towards my woman. As my woman, as long as she can take good care of her husband, give me a child and take care of the family, that's enough. She doesn't have to be too pretty. I hate women who dress up and paint their faces with makeup for an hour or two. But she must be diligent, her home must be clean. I have a slight obsession with cleanliness. After getting married, she won't have to work, but she won't be able to play mahjong. She won't be able to call her friends to her house all the time. She won't be able to talk about my life outside, and she won't be able to…"
The turtle was still talking, but Jiang Ruolan was already on the verge of tears. 'Brother, you can just hire a maid, no need for you to have a wife.'
Of course, this was nothing. Before leaving the restaurant, Qian Nianzu asked her, "Miss Jiang, why don't we try out life after marriage first? That way, we can get to know each other better."
Jiang Ruolan had acted like a country bumpkin, but this time, she really didn't understand Qian Nianzu's words.
The sea turtle patiently explained, "It means that we have to live together for a period of time. Do we have to apply for a certificate when we feel that it's appropriate?"
F*ck, where's her kitchen knife? Where was her kitchen knife?! Let her cut off his head first!
A good lunch break was ruined by that dead sea turtle. From then on, she, Jiang Ruolan would never do anything that Yi Meixiu asked of her.
Matchmaking agency, hmph! What a bullshit!
