Chapter 70: Does Aleng have a boyfriend

Early in the morning.

An Ling sat at the dining table, biting into the corn in her hand with a look of deep resentment.

"Mom, can you please not listen to my brother's nonsense? What does his blind date have to do with me? You should just press his head down and drag him to the cafe for his blind date."

Saying this, she even made a gesture of pressing a head down.

If An Zhou hadn't been driving last night, she really would have smacked him on the back of the head.

How could someone drag their own sister down just to get out of a blind date?

Opposite her, An Zhou was chewing on a piece of bread. The expensive suit he wore seemed a bit more laid-back on him, not looking like a CEO at all.

"I don't care. Anyway, An Ling is divorced now. If she doesn't go on blind dates, neither will I. Why does she get to stay unmarried while I have to get married?"

An Ling: "Have some shame. I'm younger than you, and I just got divorced."

An Zhou: "Don't bring age into this. Even if you're younger, you still have to get married. Besides, isn't your brother just trying to help you walk out of the pain of divorce?"

She didn't need that at all, okay?

An Ling shrugged. "I'm not like you. If I wanted to get married, there are plenty of people I could marry. I don't need to rely on blind dates at all."

"Like who?" An Zhou pressed for an answer.

"..."

An Ling paused, tilted her head to drink her milk, and pretended not to hear him.

An Zhou just assumed she was feeling guilty. He slowly spread butter on his bread. "If there's no one, there's no one. It's not like I don't know you. You used to stay at home every day; where would you even get the chance to meet anyone?"

An Ling: "Even so, I don't need blind dates. Go on them yourself."

An Zhou: "No, if I go, you go."

An Ling: "I'm not going."

An Zhou: "Then I'm not going either."

Father An and Mother An were eating their breakfast on the side, minding their own business.

It wasn't until she finished the food on her plate that Mother An interrupted the siblings' bickering.

"If either of you brings a partner home, I won't force you anymore."

"..."

The two of them instantly shut their mouths.

Mother An sighed heavily, sadly wiping away non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes. "When I go play mahjong now, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Wen both have grandsons and granddaughters. They tell me every day how cute their little granddaughters are. I don't know when I'll be able to hold one."

Beside her, Father An pulled out a tissue and handed it to her, patting her back and sighing softly.

"Mother of my children, the kids are grown up and have their own thoughts. If there's really no other way, the worst comes to worst, we can adopt an orphan and just say it's An Zhou's illegitimate child from outside."

An Zhou: ?

An Ling wiped her mouth and hurriedly stood up, afraid that it would be her turn next.

"It's getting late, I'm heading to the company first. I have to work overtime today, so I won't be back for dinner. Mom, Dad, don't wait for me."

An Ling really wasn't lying to them this time.

Filming was about to start soon. Tonight, she and her colleagues had to watch all the videos and go through the procedures again. There could be no mistakes, so it would probably be very late again.

An Zhou quickly stood up as well, picking up his suit jacket from the back of his chair.

"You're working overtime again tonight? Then I'll drop you off at the company and pick you up tonight. Mom, I'm going to drop An Ling off, so I'll leave first."

Watching the siblings leave together, Mother An instantly dropped the sad expression from her face.

Father An also withdrew his hand and took a sip of soy milk. "Are we really going to arrange blind dates for them? Lingling just got divorced. It might not be appropriate for her to go on blind dates at this time, right? What if something like what happened before happens again?"

The events of those two years had cast a significant shadow over the An family.

Mother An naturally knew this too, and calmly wiped her mouth.

"It's exactly because of this that we must find someone good for Lingling in this regard. That girl is easily deceived by acquaintances. Staying away from the Shen family is good for her too. As for An Zhou, let's just trick that boy into going first."

Arriving at the company in An Zhou's car, An Ling put on her employee badge as she stepped out of the elevator.

She turned on her computer first and, taking advantage of the startup time, got up to make coffee in the pantry.

A few colleagues were standing in the pantry, huddled together talking about something.

An Ling didn't pay much attention. She put the coffee pod into the machine and pressed the button.

An uproar suddenly came from their direction.

"Really?"

"Oh my god, and then what?"

"I can't, I couldn't stand that."

She glanced over curiously.

However, because she had face blindness and didn't really recognize people well, she didn't rashly interrupt, just silently watching them from the side.

But someone recognized her and waved their hand. "Ah Leng, Ah Leng."

An Ling picked up her coffee and walked over. "What are you talking about?"

"Listening to Little Yang talk about her blind date."

Little Yang was a year younger than An Ling. She had a baby face and looked very young. An Ling had some impression of her when she heard the name.

She felt a chill in her heart whenever she heard about blind dates now. "Going on blind dates already?"

Her brother was 27 and still fighting against blind dates every day.

Little Yang sighed helplessly. "I have no choice. If I don't go, they nag me every day. I'm used to it. Anyway, I just treat it as going through the motions."

She met another one last weekend. His family conditions were good, he had a stable job with a high salary of over 500,000 a year, and he had his own house and car. He was six years older than her and would be 31 after the New Year.

"When I heard these conditions, I thought it wasn't bad. But when I went, wow, his hair was completely greasy, he had dandruff on his shoulders, and his clothes were all wrinkled. He looked like he hadn't showered in weeks."

Little Yang remembered the scene again, and her face instantly twisted. "When I shook his hand, his hand was oily. I immediately went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I added his contact info and ran away. These past few days, he's still asking me out."

"..."

Although An Ling hadn't seen it, she could imagine it. She picked up her coffee with a complicated expression.

Was the intensity of blind dates really this high?

A colleague next to them suddenly asked, "Does Ah Leng have a boyfriend?"

As soon as the words came out, several pairs of eyes instantly looked over.

After all, when they first saw Ah Leng, they were indeed stunned by this student of Teacher Chen. They hadn't expected the Ah Leng who disliked showing her face to look like this.

Being stared at, An Ling's hand holding the cup paused. "...No."

The colleague was a bit surprised but also felt it was expected.

"No? Ah Leng is so pretty, wouldn't your requirements for a boyfriend be higher? Like someone tall, rich, and handsome, hahahaha."

An Ling was stumped by this question. She lowered her eyes, smiled, and took a sip of coffee.

"I don't really have any requirements... as long as they are pleasing to the eye."

The morning passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for lunch.

An Ling went to the cafeteria with a few colleagues. Just as they reached the elevator, her phone lit up.

Shen Linyan: What is Madam eating for lunch?

She glanced at her colleagues and stood at the very back of the elevator before replying.

If someone accidentally caught a glimpse of the word Madam, she really wouldn't be able to explain it.

An Ling: I'm planning to go to the cafeteria with my colleagues. What are you eating?

Shen Linyan: Eating out. Can you eat with me tonight?

An Ling raised an eyebrow and replied, holding back a smile.

Is someone going to have a fever again?

Shen Linyan: Not this time.

An Ling: That still won't work. I have to work overtime tonight, so you eat by yourself. My brother is picking me up tonight.

Shen Linyan: Okay, then can we talk on the phone when you get home tonight?

Seeing this sentence, An Ling blinked.

Why did this feel so much like how a couple interacts?

Okay.

In a private room at the clubhouse.

The corners of the mouth of the man on the sofa turned up slightly. He turned off his phone and placed it face down on the table.

He looked up, only to meet the synchronized stares of the three people sitting across from him.

He gave them a faint glance before lowering his head to unhurriedly adjust his cuffs. "Aren't we here to discuss business?" he asked, his voice aloof. "Why are you looking at me?"

The other three: "..."

Oh, so you actually know we're here to discuss business?

Who was the one staring at his phone from the second he walked in?