Madam, Please Behave

Walking over to the chair, Liu Changqing patted Chen Dafu on the shoulder.

“Move.”

“You really don’t want to try it?”

Chen Dafu got up but dragged another chair over, still unwilling to give up on promoting his snack.

Liu Changqing just glanced at the pancake, shook his head, and refused outright. In his previous life, he had eaten these since childhood and was already tired of them.

Seeing Liu Changqing’s refusal, Chen Dafu looked a little disappointed. He used the bamboo skewer to pick up another piece and put it into his mouth, chewing.

That’s when Liu Changqing sensed something was off.

After a brief moment of hesitation, he put aside his work and looked at Chen Dafu.

“You’re not staying at your place—don’t tell me you came all the way here just to recommend me sauce-flavored pancakes?”

“Yeah!”

“…Are you that bored?”

“You have no idea how good these pancakes are!”

Sitting up straight, Chen Dafu’s face lit up with excitement.

“Yesterday, when I first tried them, I just thought they were decent. But after I got home and lay in bed, I kept thinking about the taste. I couldn’t sleep! So I ran out first thing in the morning to buy more!”

After saying that, his expression turned oddly amused as he muttered to himself:

“…So damn good…”

“…”

Watching this unusually different Chen Dafu, Liu Changqing frowned, deep in thought. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the desk.

“If you came here just to tell me this, I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

“Wait, wait! Actually, I came… to ask you something.”

“What is it?”

Hearing Liu Changqing’s question, Chen Dafu hesitated, placing the pancake on the desk as he seemed to gather his thoughts.

Liu Changqing didn’t rush him and simply waited.

After a while, Chen Dafu finally spoke.

“I have a friend who…”

“Hold on!”

Liu Changqing immediately interrupted him, making Chen Dafu pause in confusion.

Looking at Chen Dafu, Liu Changqing’s expression turned as sour as if he had swallowed a fly.

“This ‘friend’ of yours… It’s not actually you, is it?”

“What the hell are you thinking?! It really is my friend!”

Chen Dafu’s voice pitched slightly higher in protest.

Liu Changqing wasn’t entirely convinced. The way he started sounded exactly like someone using the “I have a friend” excuse to talk about their own problems.

But… maybe he was overthinking it.

Convincing himself of that, Liu Changqing decided to hear him out.

“Go on.”

“Ahem.”

Clearing his throat, Chen Dafu quickly got into the zone, gazing off into the distance as if recalling something.

“My friend… wants to start dating.”

“…”

Silence.

Liu Changqing stared at Chen Dafu.

Chen Dafu stared back.

The two of them locked eyes for a long moment before Liu Changqing finally blurted out in shock:

“That’s it?! That’s all?”

“Yep. That’s it.”

“You gotta be kidding me! Why are you asking me about this?!”

“Well, you’re the one with experience!”

As he spoke, Chen Dafu even winked at Liu Changqing, his expression suddenly turning suggestive.

“Look at how much An Yuanyao likes you. You’ve obviously got skills! That’s why I came here on behalf of my friend—to ask the ‘love expert’ for advice.”

“Where is your friend?”

“He’s out of town. He called me yesterday, and since I’ve never dated before, I told him I’d consult a relationship master for him today.”

After saying that, he pointed at Liu Changqing with a smirk.

“You know who I’m talking about… our love master…”

Liu Changqing felt his head ache. Since when did he become a love guru?

He had important matters to handle today, but Chen Dafu had completely derailed his plans.

Thinking it over, Liu Changqing decided to wrap this up quickly and get rid of this nuisance.

Adjusting his chair to face Chen Dafu, he asked directly:

“Alright, tell me—why do you want to start dating?”

“It’s my friend!”

“Fine. Why does your friend want to start dating?”

“Well… that’s a long story…”

“Then make it short! Hurry up!”

Hearing Liu Changqing’s impatience, Chen Dafu’s carefully built-up emotions instantly collapsed.

With a begrudging look, he cut straight to the point.

“My friend is lonely. He wants to date.”

“Hmm… I see.”

Liu Changqing thought for a moment, then looked at Chen Dafu, who was staring at him with expectant eyes.

“So, what kind of woman do you like?”

“My friend—”

“Fine, what kind of woman does your friend like?”

“He prefers…”

Chen Dafu tilted his head, pausing to think.

“Not too picky… just beautiful, great body, good at taking care of the house, affectionate, gentle personality. Height-wise… around 1.65 meters. Long, silky black hair would be nice. Oh, and most importantly… she has to be younger than me. I don’t like older women.”

“…”

Hearing this ridiculous list of requirements, Liu Changqing had an overwhelming urge to grab something and throw this guy out of the office.

A 25-year-old grown man, still dreaming like this?

Liu Changqing couldn’t understand it at all.

Chen Dafu was average-looking, of average height, neither too skinny nor too fat—completely ordinary in every way.

Aside from being rich… he had absolutely nothing going for him.

But then again, being rich was enough.

Thinking that, Liu Changqing spoke up.

“My advice is—”

“It’s my friend.”

Before he could finish, Chen Dafu interrupted again.

This time, Liu Changqing finally lost his patience.

Scooting his chair closer, he pointed a finger at Chen Dafu, his voice rising in exasperation.

“From this moment on, let’s just assume that you ARE your damn friend!”