"Teacher, have you been to this restaurant before?"
Nearly seven o’clock, the two of them arrived outside the restaurant.
Xu Lin looked inside, scrutinizing the restaurant’s design for a while. The building had an ancient style; indeed, it could be described as quaint and charming, and it looked very high-end. The waiters were all uniformly dressed in traditional Chinese attire, which also looked quite nice.
It was Xu Lin’s first ti seeing such a restaurant, probably because he didn’t go out much.
However, they still had to queue; it seed like the restaurant was quite popular, and this wasn’t even a busy weekend.
Xu Lin and his friend were in the queue for table J15, which was a table for two, and there were still seven tables ahead of them.
"I haven’t been here before; I heard about it from a recomndation."
Shang Wanjun suggested, "Let’s find a place to sit down!"
Shang Wanjun led the way, and they sat down on two adjacent stools.
"Will it be boring to wait here?"
Shortly after sitting down, Shang Wanjun asked Xu Lin beside her.
"A little bit."
Even though it was just eight tables, it was going to take a while. The ti indicator said it would be over twenty minutes of waiting.
What to do with these twenty-sothing minutes?
Play with the phone?
It’s never okay to be with a girl and still play with the phone; no thanks.
Xu Lin just couldn’t do it.
Actually, when Xu Lin went out with others, even with guys, he rarely looked at his phone; after all, it’s inconsiderate when you’re out with friends and you’re still on your phone. It’s a matter of courtesy, even if you’re not bothered, the other person might be.
"How about we do sothing fun?"
Suddenly, Shang Wanjun leaned over.
The two of them were already sitting close, with their legs touching. Now, as Shang Wanjun turned her head, their faces were only five centiters apart.
This distance could be said to be very close, even an intimate distance.
Which guy could handle that?
But Xu Lin, being experienced as he was, how could he not remain calm?
"What fun thing?"
A peck on the lips? Or so other intimate act between a man and a woman?
Thinking too much.
Don’t easily fall into a woman’s linguistic traps.
If Xu Lin saw no tangible action, he would remain undisturbed. It was like an "I love you" without action; just empty words an nothing.
"How should I respond to reject him?"
Shang Wanjun opened a chat window.
Note: Arrogant PhD blind date guy.
ssage:
"Wanjun, as long as you marry , you can drive my BMW 7 Series as you wish; my modified off-roader too, feel free to use it."
"I also own a 263-square-ter flat, which will be our love nest. In the future, we will nurture the fruit of love there."
"And I’ll soon beco the chief physician in a top Class A hospital in Jiangdu. In terms of dical care, you, our child, our parents will all enjoy healthcare privileges. Moreover, Wanjun, perhaps you don’t understand the weight of a chief physician at a top hospital. For instance, things like our child’s schooling, buying a ho, and household registration are just a matter of speaking."
"Wanjun, just like I said earlier, since I first laid eyes on you, it was like the ice and snow of winter lting in the warm spring. My frostbitten heart lted in an instant. You’re like a fairy from heaven. I think if Cao Zhi saw you, The Rhapsody of the Luo River Goddess would beco The Rhapsody of Wanjun..."
There was much more.
The latest ssage: "Wanjun, let’s be together!"
Xu Lin quickly glanced at it and said, "Wow, that’s a bit unrealistic."
Shang Wanjun said, "For a successful middle-aged man, it seems kind of normal. I’ve t many n like him."
Finally, Shang Wanjun added, "Many accomplished n pursue ."
"You are a great beauty, so it’s normal to have many excellent suitors."
A naturally gorgeous beauty is a scarce resource, not belonging to the lower social strata, nor to ordinary people. Even if this woman was from the lower social strata, she would eventually land in the upper-middle class; if fortunate, she would rise to an even higher social tier.
And Shang Wanjun isn’t just any beauty; it’s well known that beauties accumulate rits. Like Shang Wanjun, her alma mater is excellent, and she has a decent job, holding substantial social status, far beyond those so-called dream girls.
This makes her a quality great beauty, not sothing an average man can handle.
Shang Wanjun: "I’ve rejected him many tis, don’t want to deal with him, using the cold shoulder. It’s just that my mother is a bit annoying; my mother says if I don’t find soone soon, it’ll be even harder after my Ph.D., saying it’s tough for female Ph.D. holders to get married."
This Ludwig Maximilian University of Munich Ph.D. was put on mute by Shang Wanjun.
Xu Lin also saw ssages from Shang Wanjun’s mom, which was basically traditional nagging about marriage; the person involved, Shang Wanjun, would probably find it annoying.
Life is peculiar; you can’t date early in school, and once you graduate and find a job, parents start pushing for marriage. Once married, then cos the pressure for children, and after having kids, more demands arise. Life becos an endless cycle without a mont’s rest. It seems like most people are destined like that.
"He also transferred money to several tis, each ti quite a large sum."
"Did you take it?"
"No."
Shang Wanjun swiped up the ssages, and Xu Lin saw the transfer from the South, but Shang Wanjun didn’t respond, and it automatically got returned.
"Good that you didn’t."
Receiving money would make many things justifiable; you won’t have any grounds to stand on and could end up just being another pretty face.
"How should I reply to make this person give up?"
Shang Wanjun: "Actually, it’s better if I just don’t reply to his ssages, just pretend I didn’t see them. When his ssages co, I’ll just swipe left and delete, out of sight, out of mind. But he cos to the school to wait for after work, has even visited my office to bring flowers."
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