Chapter 1

Upon seeing the webpage that suddenly appeared on the screen, Su Qingche's expression darkened immediately. He tightly gripped the piece of paper in his hand, a faint, cold, and sinister smile curling at the corners of his lips. "Song Xingchen, I have remembered you."

Song Xingchen raised an eyebrow and, being accommodating, said, "I apologize for being late"

Su Qingche nodded seriously

That should be him, right

However

She took a sip of her mocha, contemplating how to conclude today's meeting, when the man across from her clasped his hands on the table and leaned slightly forward. His eyes, sharp like an eagle's, surprisingly did not convey much of a sense of pressure.

Su Qingche smiled faintly, "So it turns out it is just barely manageable."

Song Xingchen's hand trembled as he looked at Su Qingche in astonishment. "What did you say?"

Song Xingchen squinted his eyes slightly, took another sip of coffee, and then smiled, saying: "There is no need for that. You know, looking at things one should not see will lead to trouble."

As she lifted her head, she smiled lightly once again, just as before, and softly said to the attendant standing beside her, "A mocha will be fine"

Su Qingche's gaze fell on the slightly pursed corners of her lips, then returned to the glass in front of him, before he slowly spoke: "Since Miss Song's questions have concluded, it is now my turn."

Su Qingche couldn't help but laugh out loud. The most captivating and alluring moment of Song Xingchen was undoubtedly when he revealed his true nature and gave him the middle finger. He picked up the piece of paper, raised an eyebrow, and directly took out his phone to enter the website.

He frowned slightly, seemingly in a bit of a dilemma. "If you really want to know, why not come and see for yourself? I am too embarrassed to speak about it myself"

She drove to the courier company to send a shipment, and on her way back, she got stuck in traffic. Glancing at her watch, she casually turned on the radio. The traffic jam was making her anxious, and thinking about the blind date she had to attend later, her brows furrowed.

Su Qingche nodded slightly, glanced up and down at her, and said: "Name, gender, weight, height, measurements, occupation, hobbies"

Su Qingche paused for a moment, pressed her lips together, and returned the question in a tentative tone, "Can she be considered a woman at all?"

Thinking of this, he let out a sigh of relief, but still felt the urge to tease her. "Is it the underwear?"

After Song Xingchen finished speaking, he felt a bit embarrassed himself, but since the words had already been spoken, he decided to let it go. "Mr. Su, what do you think of me?"

Since that is the case, I will no longer accompany you. Our time is precious, Mr. Su, so please hurry to your next appointment

Su Qingche was drinking water when he almost spat it out upon hearing her words. He nervously wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue, his gaze scanning her a few times.

She pinched the teacup in front of her, lowered her gaze, and after a moment of mental prompting, she swept her long hair behind her ear and looked back at him. "If Mr. Su just wants to know my measurements..." She paused, appearing somewhat troubled, "Why not just estimate them yourself?"

Song Xingchen not only felt a twitch at the corners of her lips, but also at the corners of her eyes. This team leader was clearly not a good person; although the impact of this statement seemed minimal, it actually struck her in an instant, leaving her at a loss for how to respond.

With this thought, she also felt that today's task could come to an end, after all, the flowing water is indifferent and the falling flowers are also indifferent

Song Xingchen was not surprised by his keen observation skills and honestly nodded, "Not bad, it barely catches the eye"

Song Xingchen's entire family consists of teachers. His father, Song Guoliang, and his mother, Li Qingya, are both university professors at University A. When Song Xingchen graduated, he also stayed on as a teacher at the university, but after a year, he resigned and returned home to open a Taobao store

Song Xingchen was taken aback by his chilling tone, inexplicably feeling a wave of cold rising from the soles of his feet

Song Xingchen has a tall and slender figure, bright eyes and white teeth, and whenever she raises an eyebrow or smiles, it is as if her gaze sparkles with brilliance. Her features are picturesque, and the vibrancy of her presence is nothing short of captivating.

Su Qingche was momentarily taken aback by her last remark, which prompted him to reassess the woman sitting before him

This man gives her the impression of being excessively dangerous. He is like a tiger ready for battle at any moment, his gaze piercing, and with every exchange, his words are precise and flawless.

Song Xingchen was also quite natural. When the mocha arrived, she took a light sip and then spoke in a businesslike tone: "If you don't mind, Mr. Su, could you please provide your name, gender, weight, height, measurements, salary, and savings?"

Su Qingche noticed her silence and added lightly: "I apologize, this is my first time on a blind date, and I have no experience"

Su Qingche remained remarkably calm, "Did I speak too bluntly?"

Su Qingche then softened the coldness in her eyes, stood up, and pulled out a chair for her, saying, "I am, please take a seat"

Su Qingche's eyes were dark and deep, yet the corners of her lips seemed to hold a faint smile. "Miss Song, if you cannot find a husband, I wouldn't mind if you and I make do together."

The café has an elegant atmosphere, with soft piano music flowing through the hall. She walked to the table, gently tapping the surface, and when she saw him raise his head, she was momentarily taken aback by the coldness of his gaze. "Are you Su Qingche?"

At a loss for words

Song Xingchen smiled slightly, but as she lowered her head to look at the menu, her expression instantly turned sarcastic. Relying on her modest official title and her background as a member of a prominent family, she began to act arrogantly in front of her

Su Qingche had been observing her actions and, after leisurely taking a sip of water, said: "Miss Song, are you satisfied?"

Song Xingchen suddenly had a different thought; her gaze shifted from his face to his chest and then downward... However, his sitting posture was elegant, and from the waist down, he was obscured by the table

Song Xingchen clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly and clearly: "I believe Mr. Su, you have misunderstood; this is also my first time on a blind date."

Su Qingche sensed the gaze at the door, turned her head, and her pair of eyes indeed showed no excess emotion, just as Song Xingchen had anticipated. She picked up her bag and walked at a leisurely pace

As Song Xingchen waited at the red light, a sudden chill ran down his spine, causing him to shiver involuntarily

The first thing Song Xingchen saw was the man sitting by the window, who was gazing out with his head lowered. His eyes were calm as water yet shrouded in mystery. Perhaps due to the nature of his profession, despite his warm-toned attire, he still exuded an air of solemnity and coldness.

By the time she arrived at the café, she was already half an hour late, arriving precisely on the dot. She let out a sigh of relief, casually tucked her hair behind her ear, and pushed the door open to walk inside

Song Xingchen did not expect him to take this approach; although surprised, he was not thrown into a panic. A man's desire for you can actually be seen in his eyes.

She withdrew her gaze, calculating discreetly for a moment, and then turned her gaze with a beaming smile.

Su Qingche noticed her little actions and secretly smiled. She thought she was hiding it well, but how could that slight change escape his eyes

Negative points, get lost!

In fact, this day was quite terrible for Song Xingchen

His eyes were indifferent, and although there was a faint smile, it was clearly not directed at her. Thinking this, she raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly, "You may do as you wish"

After pushing the door open and stepping out of the café, she casually ran her fingers through her hair and deliberately walked to a spot where he could see her. She shot him a fierce glance over her shoulder and raised her middle finger before getting into her car and leaving

I believe you will have a need for it. With that said, without lingering any longer, I gritted my teeth, straightened my back, and left quickly.

It is truly a waste to be so beautiful.

Su Qingche immediately wore a look of surprise, "Is that so? Your performance seems to suggest..." He left his words hanging, feigning a look of quiet regret mixed with a hint of sadness, perfectly embodying the appearance of a deceived and pitiful person

Song Xingchen let out a cold laugh upon hearing the words, her fingers gripping the handle of the coffee cup turning slightly pale from the force. "Mr. Su truly has a discerning eye; it is impressive that you can see this. No wonder, at the age of 30, you still haven't found a marriage partner." After saying this, she paused, her words becoming increasingly sharp.

Su Qingche was not angry; she simply pushed the menu over. "You can call me Su Qingche."

Mr. Su, I actually wonder if your inability to find a partner is because—you're not really a man, are you?" As soon as she finished speaking, seeing Su Qingche's suddenly darkened expression, she finally laughed heartily.

Song Xingchen paused, raised her gaze, and her pair of eyes no longer held the softness and calmness from before, but instead became somewhat sharp. "Is Commander Su somewhat dissatisfied? If I remember correctly, I just apologized a moment ago"

Song Xingchen was just picking up her bag and standing up when she stumbled slightly, almost losing her balance in her high heels upon hearing the words. She quickly tore off a piece of paper from a nearby notepad, took out a pen, and swiftly wrote down a series of website addresses and store names, then casually handed it over to place it in front of Su Qingche.

The traffic in front finally began to move slowly, and she let out a sigh of relief before following along

Su Qingche raised an eyebrow, decisively stating, "I’m sorry, but I do mind."

Song Xingchen shrugged, placed the cup heavily back on the table, and raised her gaze to fixate on his dark, tranquil eyes, speaking each word clearly: "Then may I ask, Mr. Su, what is it that can be disclosed? The color of your underwear?"

Su Qingche slightly tugged at the corners of his lips, a smile that was not quite a smile, yet tinged with a hint of sarcasm. He rubbed the rim of his cup and said casually, "So Miss Song does have a sense of time."

Song Xingchen suddenly felt a mouthful of old blood stuck in his throat, neither rising nor falling, making life worse than death

Song Xingchen's lips twitched slightly, nearly breaking her composure. This guy was clearly here for revenge, directly quoting her original words.

Su Qingche observed the hint of impatience in her eyes and the slightly sarcastic smile at the corners of her lips, realizing that her visit for the blind date did not seem to be voluntary this time