She ran away from him and was not to be offended by her sickly brother.

Five years later.

"Jane, happy graduation."

The professor in his fifties handed out a bouquet of flowers. Meng Xia accepted it with a smile and hugged him generously, "Thank you."

"What are your thoughts after graduation? Do you plan to continue your studies or join the workforce?"

"This... I haven't thought about it yet. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Meng Xia was no longer a stunned twenty-year-old man. Hearing something in the man's words, he continued with a smile.

"It just so happens that I have someone here who is very interested in you. He saw your last exhibition work and liked it very much. He said he would like to invite you to join his team."

"Really?"

"Of course, in order to show his sincerity, he came here specially to celebrate your graduation today, here -"

With that said, the man waved in a certain direction, "Iris, here."

Meng Xia subconsciously looked back and saw a blond man with blue eyes walking over. The man was about thirty years old. He was wearing a black coat that made him taller and more graceful.

"Hello, I'm Iris."

The man first came over and hugged the professor, and then introduced himself to Meng Xia, "I am also the teacher's student, but I am just a few years older than you."

"Hello, senior, I am Meng Xia, you can call me Jane."

Meng Xia smiled and held his hand, "I've heard the teacher talk about my senior a long time ago, and I finally have a chance to meet him today."

"is it?"

Iris glanced at the professor and blinked deliberately, "Could you be using me as your negative teaching material?"

"Do you think you have anything worthy of praise?"

As he said this, the professor looked at the man with pride in his eyes.

Yes, after all, Iris is a cutting-edge designer who has been on the rise in the past two years. At only thirty years old, he is already the creative director of a high-end luxury brand.

However, at this moment, the famous man with both beauty and talent smiled and begged for mercy, "No, at least save me some face in front of the school girls."

A little joke that was not a funny one suddenly livened up the atmosphere, and several people immediately found a place to eat. During the meal, the professor suddenly received a call and left, leaving only the two of them eating.

If the other party hadn't been Iris, Meng Xia would have thought that the professor had suddenly become a matchmaker and was going to introduce them to a blind date.

Amused by her own thoughts, Meng Xia couldn't help but pursed her lips, but was noticed by the sharp-eyed man opposite, "What's wrong?" "It's nothing, I just thought of something interesting."

"Can you tell me something interesting that makes you happy?"

"Forehead……"

Meng Xia was stunned for a moment, and then explained it openly, "Where we are, blind date is a process similar to this, so I suddenly felt a little funny."

Finally, she added, "Of course, I know the professor didn't mean this."

"is it?"

The man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said half-jokingly, "How do you know the professor didn't mean this?"

"……Um?"

Meng Xia was stunned when she heard this and forgot how to react. Just then, the phone in her bag rang. She quickly took it out and saw that it was indeed a familiar name——

The corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily, "Sorry, I'm going to take a call."

After saying that, the woman held it in her hands and turned to leave.

From Iris's point of view, you can just see Meng Xia's side face. Her palm-sized face is delicate and graceful. Her beige cheongsam perfectly outlines her body curves. She is slender and exquisite, with an indescribable oriental air. classic beauty.

After many years of working in the industry, Iris has seen too many beauties. Most of them are flamboyant and dazzling, and their appearance can be remembered at a glance. But Meng Xia is like a quietly blooming lily, fresh and elegant yet fragrant.

As he watched, she had already put away the phone and came back. The smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth made her whole body more gentle. There seemed to be a faint light lingering around her body, which made the man look straight at him for a moment——

"Sorry, I have to go first."

"what happened?"

The man was stunned for a moment, thinking he was being rude, but the next second he heard Meng Xia say, "My son misses me and asked me to go home early."

"You...your son?"

Iris was shocked and didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

The smile on Meng Xia's lips deepened, "Yes, my son, he is four years old."

"..." (End of this chapter)