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The man was overjoyed, thinking that she had changed her mind, and quickly said, "I like playing tennis and golf, how about you? Let's play golf some other day!"

"Tennis is too tiring, golf is too hot."

"Huh? Then we—"

The topic was not over yet, they had already gone indoors, and they could no longer be seen from the balcony on the second floor.

Fisher breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and said politely but firmly: "Mr. Wei, we are not suitable. But to save you some face, you can tell your relatives that you look down on me."

"Ah?" The man's face drooped, he didn't know why, "Is it because you're not tall enough?"

Fisher said clearly and straightforwardly: "For me, love is better than lack. If I don't meet someone I like, I'd rather be single."

The man didn't have anything to say, and he stopped being kind to her, so he turned around and left.

On the balcony on the second floor, Zhuo Yueluan saw off his old friend, turned around, and saw his son getting up, as if he was about to leave in a hurry.

"Dad, I have to leave first."

"It's a big weekend, what's the matter?" Zhuo Yueluan stopped him, glanced at him and directly explained, "You want to go down now to see if she is still there? So what if she is, what do you want to tell her?"

Zhuo Yilin looked at his father, hesitant to speak.

Zhuo Yueluan stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and signaled him to come back and sit down, "Listen to my advice, if you haven't figured out how to choose, don't provoke them anymore. Sometimes, it's better to meet each other." miss."

His father's words successfully extinguished all the impulse and longing in his heart.

Fei Xueyuan thought that if he ran into Zhuo Yilin in the clubhouse, he would definitely come to him.

Unexpectedly, until she left with her mother, Zhuo Yilin did not appear.

He could hold back and didn't come to find himself.

Fisher couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he felt both relieved and sad.

It seems that the only one who can't forget is himself.

Men are all cruel and heartless, they say they love each other very much, but they can forget about it when they turn around.

Thinking of this, Fisher's heart became a little colder.

After that, the family arranged several blind dates either directly or indirectly.

She welcomes all comers.

It's not out of anger, but she just thinks it's okay to have a look. If she really meets someone who is close to her eyes, she might marry directly.

Only when all the dust settles, will life be at ease.

Since Zhuo Yilin found out that she was on a blind date, she got up early almost every weekend and waited outside her community - of course, she changed to another car to avoid being discovered.

He followed Fisher out like a ghost pervert, to see where she had been and who she had met in a day.

In just one month, as far as he knew, this little girl had met five men.

There are young and handsome ones, idle ones, mature and stable ones, and some who are almost middle-aged.

He couldn't understand why the dignified Miss Fei family hated marriage so much?So eager to sell yourself?

Or, after being hurt by love, she began to give up on herself and enjoy the life of a queen among all kinds of men?

Zhuo Yilin really couldn't figure it out...

Especially looking at today's uncle with long hair, beard, and artistic attire, he couldn't help but want to rush up several times and drag him away!

Fisher didn't expect that this blind date would be so...unusual.

What the introducer said was that the great painter is already famous, the level of a master whose paintings are exhibited in the Louvre!

She went to this blind date with an eye-opening mentality, but unexpectedly, the artist really turned her off.

"Miss Fei, when I create, I need to devote myself wholeheartedly and not to be disturbed, so I won't hire an aunt at home. After marriage, I need you to clean up the house, cook, and help me with some chores—this... you can handle it, right? "

"Also, I don't like children. If you can accept DINK, that's the best; if you can't accept it, I won't stop you from having children, but can you let the child be fostered at your parents' house? You can go back and visit regularly."

"In addition, I will go to Italy for three to five months a year to live temporarily. You have to go there with me. It is beautiful there, and you will definitely like it when you go."

"I know these requirements are a bit harsh, and you would think that I am looking for a free nanny. No, I can pay you for everything you do for me. Being my full-time wife, I will definitely satisfy you financially."

"The reason why I chose you, a rich lady, is because I know that you have a good upbringing from a young family, and you can also adapt to some grand and formal occasions. You know how to manage money, do charity, and are good at communication—my status, my wife must get it." Make a move, otherwise it will be shameful to take it out."

Fisher was amazed every time he heard one of them!

In what age, there is still such a wonderful thing!

No wonder he is sitting on fame and fortune but fell into the blind date market. It turns out that his thinking still stays in the feudal era.

She was so shocked that she even forgot what she said.After the other party finished speaking for a while, she was in a daze and did not respond.

Seeing her staring at him in a daze, the artist called several times, "Miss Fei, Miss Fei?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, your speech is so beautiful, I'm fascinated by it." Fisher decided not to insult others, and expressed it in another way.

When the other party heard it, he was very happy, "Do you agree with my point of view?"

"Of course! You are so famous, a great artist, it's normal for you to act and think differently from ordinary people. However, I don't think you should find a partner in the blind date market."

The artist was complacent and asked curiously: "Then where should I find a partner?"

Fisher pointed to the top.

The artist frowned, obviously not understanding.

"You should go to the sky to look for fairy daughters, no... fairy daughters are not good enough, you should look for the Queen Mother." Fisher said solemnly.

The artist paused, only then did he realize that she was being sarcastic, and his expression was extremely displeased.

"Miss Fei, you don't have to disagree, there's no need to ridicule, right?"

"Just kidding, don't be angry." Fisher thought, since he came here to broaden his horizons, why not learn more about it, which can be regarded as enriching life experience.

So, she asked seriously: "Then if we get married, what are you going to do with the wedding?"

The artist stared at her, seeing that her words didn't look like a joke anymore, he became excited.

"What do you want?"

"Travel and get married, how romantic."

"It suits me very well!"

"Then since you said that being a full-time wife will not treat me badly financially, will you entrust me to take care of all your assets after marriage?"

As soon as money was mentioned, the artist's expression immediately became cautious. He stared at Fisher again and again, and said cautiously: "At least, I have to see your financial management ability before making a decision."

Fisher smiled inwardly, knowing that what he said before was empty talk.

Looking at his attire, the Pixiu on his wrist is obviously very valuable. It seems low-key, but in fact, he is cautious everywhere, showing his financial resources.

This kind of artist is probably just trying to gain fame.

She smiled, leaned back on the sofa, and fell silent.

The artist couldn't figure out what she was thinking, so after a moment of deliberation, he quickly expressed his opinion: "I mean, I will give you some assets at the beginning. If you take care of them well, then of course mine will be yours."

Fisher nodded, "Well, yes, then I'll think about it."

Zhuo Yilin was sitting on the sofa just behind Fisher. There were not many people around and it was relatively quiet, and they could hear almost everything they were chatting.

The few times before, when Fisher heard the strange demands from the man, she always responded directly.

But today... She actually talked about taking care of the property after marriage - this made him panic.

Could it be that she really likes such a pious so-called artist?

On Fisher's side, the artist heard her think about it, and immediately warmly invited him: "Tomorrow, there will be an art exhibition in the art museum. The avant-garde genre is very worth appreciating. Tickets are hard to come by. The organizer sent me a few tickets." , just in time—how about we go to appreciate it together, I will introduce you to a few well-known painters in the industry, so that you can feel the atmosphere of art..."

"She's not free tomorrow!" Zhuo Yilin couldn't bear it any longer, before the artist finished speaking, he stood up and strode over, interrupting their conversation.

Fisher looked back in surprise and looked up.

Looking at the familiar face, she was stunned.

Zhuo Yilin?Why is he here?

The artist stared at the uninvited guest in front of him, and asked in a very aggressive tone, "Who are you?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Zhuo Yilin retorted, his eyes fell on Fei Xue, his elegant and handsome face was gloomy, he bent down and grabbed her hand, "Follow me."

Fisher didn't even react, and he was dragged up.

The artist followed suit and got up: "Hey! Who the hell are you! Miss Fei, our date tomorrow..."

Fisher turned around and was about to speak, but was interrupted by the man again: "Don't go to any art exhibition with him!"

She stared, looked at the man's gloomy and tense face, and asked whether this man's brain was broken?

Walking out of the store, Fisher came back to his senses and began to struggle.

"Zhuo Yilin, let go! What are you doing!"

"Zhuo Yilin, are you sick? What does it matter to you if I chat with people?"

"Zhuo Yilin!"

Seeing that he kept ignoring him, Fisher suddenly raised his tone, startling everyone passing by.

Zhuo Yilin then stopped and looked back at her.

His face was still angry.

"What on earth do you mean? Why are you here? Don't say it's a chance meeting again!" Fisher grabbed his wrist, rubbed it uncomfortably, and asked straight to the point.

A trace of embarrassment and guilt flashed across the man's gloomy face, and he even turned his eyes away.

Fisher suddenly understood, "You followed me."

He didn't deny it.

She was even angrier, "You pervert! Why do you follow me? Why do you care who I'm with?"

Passers-by around saw the young couple arguing, and immediately stopped to watch, and some people took out their mobile phones.

Zhuo Yilin was not afraid of what he had, but worried that it would affect Fisher, so he grabbed her again, "Let's talk about it in another place."

With this pull, she was dragged into his car.

Fisherman is so smart. When he saw that he had changed his car, and even a very ordinary 10,000+ scooter, he couldn't help but sneered: "You really followed me. It seems that today is not the first time."

Zhuo Yilin didn't deny it, but just looked back at her and asked, "Why are there so many blind dates all of a sudden?"

"Leave me alone?"

"Xiaoxue, can we talk properly?"

"Are you doing human affairs? Do you want me to talk properly?"

"..."

Seeing that he drooped his head and said nothing, Fisher also calmed down a bit, turned around and sat down, looking forward, not bothering to look at him: "Okay, then tell me, what exactly do you mean, what do you want to do?"

Zhuo Yilin took a breath, was silent for a few seconds, and said in a low voice: "I don't know what I want to do. For so many years, I have been very decisive and neat in everything I do, but I am only talking about you superior……"

Fei Xue's heartstrings tightened, and he turned his head away, not even looking ahead, but turned to the car window.

Zhuo Yilin continued: "I know, I shouldn't bother you again, but I can't help it... Ever since I ran into you on a blind date, these days I have been..."

Fisher turned around suddenly, her eyes were flushed: "Zhuo Yilin, are you cheap? Is it interesting to hang on to me like this? I don't like you now, and even hate you, you know?"

He nodded in a trance, "It should be...it's my fault."

Seeing his appearance, Fisher rolled down his spineless tears, and turned his head to the car window again.

There was silence between the two.

After a while, Zhuo Yilin spoke again: "Xiaoxue, I hope you are happy, but not with those messy people. I know I'm not qualified to say this, but I'm afraid that you will regret it in the future if you act impulsively."

"What I regret the most is meeting you."

As soon as these words came out, the pain in Fei Xue's heart widened, and the wound on Zhuo Yilin's face also rapidly intensified.

He knew that Fisher must hate him, but he didn't expect that he hated him to this extent.

"Is there anything else to say? I have nothing to say. I got out of the car. It would be misleading for people to stay in the car alone." Fisher forced himself to be cold and hard, and said this indifferently.

Zhuo Yilin looked at her and wanted to say a lot, but couldn't speak.

But after finally being able to meet her up close and breathing the same air, he was not willing to let her go so soon.

So, silence.

Fisher couldn't see him like this, and felt that he was here to torture her, so she immediately became angry, angry and hated.

Turn around and open the door.

But Zhuo Yilin moved even faster, quickly raising his hand to release the central lock.

With a "click", the car door couldn't be opened, Fisher turned around and scolded, "What do you mean? Open the door!"

"Xiaoxue, I'm sorry... I, I just want... to stay with you for a while, don't worry, I won't do anything." He stared at the girl's angry face in bewilderment and pain, and said humblely.

Fisher sneered: "You think you are so affectionate and touching, don't you? You are a pervert! You can't make promises to others, but you keep breaking the rules. You are a bastard!"

"Yes, I'm a bastard, and I didn't expect that I would become what I am now."

"You—" Unable to communicate with him, Fisher kicked the car door angrily.

Zhuo Yilin kept staring at her for a while before saying, "Don't worry, today is the last time I'll come to see you."

Fisher turned around, wanting to ask what he meant, but the words stopped on the edge of his mouth.

If there is anything to ask, he has nothing to do with him.

"Next week, I will take Feng Qian abroad for treatment. As for when I will come back..."