Chapter 15: Is It Just A Coincidence?

  At the café, Yang Ming saw An Xue walking over and pretended to be nonchalant, carefully adding fruit tea to her cup.

  An Xue's face was stern, her footsteps slow, she stared at the man in front of her, her slender fingers pointing at him, her tone unpleasant. "Yang Ming, do you have a girlfriend?"

  Yang Ming's hand shook slightly as he looked at her in surprise, hastily denying, "An Xue, don't misunderstand, that was something from the past, it's already over..."

  An Xue's heart suddenly cleared up, she furrowed her brow and sighed, "It's not over yet, the other person still obviously loves you, and..."

  "How did you know?" Yang Ming pretended to widen his eyes, looking very surprised.

  An Xue waved her hand, "How I knew is not important. What's important is that you should take responsibility, she has already..." Forget it, it's not good for her to interfere in other people's business either, so she added another sentence, "Anyway, just pretend I didn't come today, and you can do as you please."

  As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up her bag and walked away with a twist of her small waist, without looking back.

  Yang Mingyue listened more and more uncomfortable, thinking that Ning Meng was a female devil who acted like this?

  A few minutes later, Ning Meng sat in An Xue's position, laughing so hard that she was out of breath.

  "Really... how did you think of that?" Yang Ming looked at the little woman in front of him, also bursting into loud laughter.

  Ning Meng gave him a sideways glance, "Didn't you tell me to completely dispel her thoughts? How can we do that without using drastic measures?"

  Yang Ming raised an eyebrow, "That's right. This method is not bad, it has the effect of cutting grass and eliminating roots."

  Ning Meng blinked at him, "By the way, aren't you being a bit too rash? An Xue is a stunning beauty, with an angelic face and a devilish figure, she has everything: family background, temperament, and upbringing."

  Yang Ming waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested."

  Ning Meng leaned in close to him and asked curiously, "With your conditions, what's the hurry for your third aunt?" The guy in front of her was clearly a troublemaker, not only did he look handsome, but his mouth was also particularly sweet. Blind date? That didn't seem reliable at all.

  Yang Ming jokingly said, "Who knows, maybe my third aunt's brain is rusty."

  "I remembered a post on the internet about a blind date experience, which had a paragraph that was quite interesting, let me read it to you."

  Ning Meng's brain has been good since childhood, especially for remembering this kind of gossip and anecdotes, often unforgettable at a glance.

  "If you're handsome, strong and wealthy, or a rich second-generation official or a nouveau riche young master, then fine, there will naturally be groups of beautiful women or not-so-beautiful ones following behind you. If you usually eat Western food, don't come to our pancake stall. But I still want to say on behalf of the large number of bachelors: people like you really deserve a slap in the face..."

  Yang Ming listened and indeed laughed so hard that he almost got an internal injury. After finishing laughing, he furrowed his brow and said, "Actually, my third aunt is just a kind-hearted person, born to be a matchmaker, specializing in doing those unreliable things. Last time, she described a girl as being extremely talented and having a devilish figure with an angelic face, capable and gentle... I reluctantly agreed to meet her, but when I saw her, I was stunned..."

  Ning Meng's curiosity was piqued, and she hastily asked, "What's going on?"

  "Except for having money at home, there's nothing else that's reliable. He's big and tall, even taller than me, with a loud voice, just like a female demon... I fled the scene in disarray..."

  Ning Meng thought of that scene and nearly laughed out loud as she held her cup.

  When settling the bill, Yang Ming took out his wallet. Ning Meng glanced at it casually and unexpectedly found a photo of a beautiful woman inside.

  She reached out and picked it up, "Let me see, is it a small lover or something?"

  Yang Ming sat opposite him, smiling mysteriously, "Guess... guess correctly and there's a reward."

  Ning Meng fixed his gaze on the small photo, where a pale goose egg face stared back at him. The large black eyes sparkled brightly, with a slender nose and plump lips. Adding to that was a head of big waves, and suddenly it all clicked into place. However, he could only pretend to be suspicious and ask, "Really not a little lover?"

  No

  "She said firmly, 'Your sister?'"

  "He nodded, 'She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, lively and cheerful, talented and versatile.'"

  "She casually asked, 'What's your sister's name?'"

  "Yang Di... sounds nice, right? My mom got it for me."

  If she wasn't Lin Ziyue's rumored girlfriend, if there hadn't been a car accident, then she would have admired her as a goddess. But why did this seemingly divine girl want to steal someone else's boyfriend? Especially when it was her only Lin Ziyue.

  Yang Ming seemed still immersed in his own memories. Ning Meng handed the photo back, "Really a great beauty, if there's a chance, I'd like to meet your sister, can I?"

  Yang Ming sighed softly, "Perhaps, after a while."

  She muttered to herself in her heart, "Yang Di, we'll be able to meet soon, right?"