You are all bad women! Don't come over!-Chapter 489 - 472
"Your big sister looks so dignified and elegant, but she sure is quick to act, huh."
In a high-end Western restaurant, Shen Mochen and Xia Qingrou sat in a distant corner, watching Xia Xuexu and a smartly dressed man enjoying each other's company.
Ever since she mentioned going on a blind date, Xia Xuexu didn't delay at all and immediately brought them along.
It's said that the man is from a wealthy Family in the Capital, having just turned thirty this year. However, he wasn't satisfied with just the glory and assets of his ancestors. He ventured south to start his own business and managed to build quite a large enterprise. And all of this was achieved on his own... with just a tiny bit of help from his family.
Shen Mochen glanced over from a distance. The man was quite presentable... probably. Right now, his bangs covered his face, and they were not trimmed well, so it was a bit hard to see clearly.
"I really didn't expect her to go on blind dates..." Xia Qingrou muttered.
"What's wrong with blind dates?" Shen Mochen countered.
"I always felt she was the type who wasn't interested in men... You don't know her, ever since she was young she wasn't interested in anything other than studying – except for picking on me. Anyway, she seemed like she had no romantic interest at all. Back when we were kids, the boys in her class would queue up to give her love letters... Guess what happened next?" fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
"Did she throw all the love letters away?"
"Not really, she reviewed each love letter like marking essays, pointing out their misspellings and grammatical errors, and even embellished some of the love phrases... Finally, she even scored them one by one. Oh right, not a single love letter scored above 80 under her review."
"No wonder she became a teacher..." Shen Mochen said speechlessly, but then suddenly thought of something, "Hey, what about you? You must have received a lot of love letters, right?"
Xia Qingrou glanced at him, corners of her mouth turned up slightly, "Why, are you jealous?"
"Yes, yes, I'm jealous," Shen Mochen said with a laugh, nudging her shoulder. "Did you grade the love letters you received, too?"
"I got so annoyed receiving those things..." Xia Qingrou pouted, "You know I have a fear of men. I'm most afraid of contact with boys, no matter what... I ended up just giving the love letters to the teacher and let the head teacher scold them!"
"You say you have a fear of men, yet interacting with me doesn't seem to affect you much," Shen Mochen said with a cheeky grin, holding Xia Qingrou's hand.
"Maybe in my eyes, you're not even a guy?" Xia Qingrou huffed.
"Oh, looking to verify that again?" Shen Mochen challenged with a provocative gaze.
Xia Qingrou clicked her tongue, and deliberately thrust her chest out, "You dare? Do you believe I'll tell Xuexue once we're back?"
Shen Mochen withdrew his hand sulkily, his mouth twitching, "I will dare eventually, you all will be mine eventually!"
"You haven't given up on your harem dream, huh!" Xia Qingrou scoffed disdainfully, "Can you be more realistic? You were born in the wrong era!"
Shen Mochen was determined not to give up and retorted, "Who says it's impossible in this era? How many big shots out there have only one wife?"
Xia Qingrou was speechless, "Are you a big shot? You don't think becoming a celebrity and earning some money makes you one, do you? Besides, Xuexue is not the kind of person who would let you do whatever you want just because you have money!"
"What about you, then? Are you not?"
"Do you think I'm a gold-digger?" Xia Qingrou pinched Shen Mochen's arm hard.
"Ouch, ouch!" Shen Mochen winced.
Xia Qingrou put down her hand, huffing with annoyance, "Hmph, I'm warning you, don't you get any funny ideas. No harem is allowed!"
"But if I don't start a harem, then we can't be together," Shen Mochen said softly.
Xia Qingrou was stunned.
After a moment, she collected herself and turned away, pursing her lips, "I didn't want to be with you anyway, so this works out perfectly."
"But I want to be with you," Shen Mochen said again.
Xia Qingrou clenched her fists, feeling as if a ball of fire was pressing on her heart, continuously scorching her.
"Then break up with her..."
The words blurted out but suddenly stopped short.
Xia Qingrou slapped herself and stood up, "I'm going to the restroom."
Before long, Xia Qingrou came back; her face was washed and dripping wet. Shen Mochen handed her a tissue, which she took and casually wiped her face with.
"I remember what you said, don't I? As long as I'm more powerful than the team captain's family, you'll join my harem?"
"Wake up," Xia Qingrou scoffed, "They are a Family, they are nobility; you don't really think that earning a little money can compare with them, do you? Without generations of accumulation, you can't reach that level!"
"Don't worry about whether I can reach it or not; just tell me if you acknowledge the promise."
Xia Qingrou laughed disdainfully, "Of course I do. If you really can, not to mention being your minor wife, I wouldn't mind being your firearm!"
She always felt that Shen Mochen was delusional, completely out of touch with reality. That lofty class was not so easily overleaped. Shen Mochen must be in the inflated stage of a poor person suddenly getting rich. Once he faces reality and comes away with nothing, he'll know that the world doesn't turn on its head every thirty years anymore.
"How can I let you be my firearm, I really couldn't bear it," Shen Mochen said playfully, trying to cozy up to her.
"Hold on, what I said was about you making it on your own. Living off Miss Roman doesn't count!"
Xia Qingrou hummed, then added quickly after remembering something.
"Don't worry, I prefer to have a tough time," Shen Mochen declared with seeming righteousness.
Although living off a woman had its charms, if Miss Kajiena found out he was nourishing a harem while feasting on her teat, she'd chop him up and feed him to the dogs.
Her forty-meter blade was no joke.
"Sorry to interrupt you two—" a teasing voice sounded in front of them.
Shen Mochen and Xia Qingrou looked up, and Xia Xuexu had already approached them.
"Done sizing each other up? Where is he?" Xia Qingrou looked towards the spot where they had been sitting earlier, which was now empty.
"I sent him away first," Xia Xuexu said nonchalantly, taking a seat.
"How did it go?" asked Xia Qingrou again.
"He doesn't count as a suitable marriage prospect, probably won't contact him again," Xia Xuexu summoned the waiter to order.
Xia Qingrou inwardly sighed and verbally expressed, "Big sister, I think your standards might be a bit high... Do you really have to find someone you like? Feelings can be cultivated slowly, you know!"
She thought she could totally pass as a love expert in front of her sister, who had zero experience in that field.
Xia Xuexu glanced at her lightly, "You seem to be under some misunderstanding; I'm on a blind date here. Blind dating isn't falling in love; it shouldn't involve the idea of having fun. The only aim is to get married. I've made a calm analysis discerning he is not a good marriage prospect."
"Just from one meal, you know he's not right?"
"Marriage isn't child's play driven by a moment's impulse, nor simply a union of two people. It's a combination of two families, two interest groups. If 1+1 can't be much greater than 2, then there's no point in marriage. I had already investigated the guy I met today, and I didn't have much hope to begin with. He had average grades since childhood, no remarkable achievements; as an adult, he spent money on an MBA in Huaqi, and his so-called venture south is nothing but his family managing things while he makes a name for himself. Having only one in a million chance, I came to see if by chance there was more to him, but as expected, he's just an empty talker, a straw bag. During the meal, he tried to make physical contact, implying that he must have played with plenty of women during his leave..."
Xia Xuexu took a sip of red wine, waved her hand at Xia Qingrou, "Don't mind it; this blind date was just in passing; the main reason was to check on you. Of course, I am not getting any younger and should indeed start to worry. After all, a woman's age is one of the most critical factors for men on the marriage market."
