wife don't run

Chapter 1 Out of Print Blind Date Banquet

The so-called leftover women are high-quality women who are praised by men because they are too good, and have to passively become a lonely woman whose age has accumulated to a certain number. At least, Xin Chang thinks so.

However, it is this kind of non-quality woman who thinks that she is recognized by everyone in the world as not very good and has not yet accumulated a certain number of years, and she already has richer blind date experience than the leftover women.

The reason is simple, my mother married my father at 20, had a sister at 22, and had her at 21; my sister fell in love at 21, got married at 22, and had a child at 21; my cousin fell in love at 22, had a child at [-], and married at [-]. Doubt, you read that right, that is, [-] to have children and [-] to get married, because this is an era that emphasizes efficiency, and everything is about speed.

For a 23-year-old woman with rich experience in dating, today's scene was so familiar that she almost fell asleep.

On the opposite side was a gentle man wearing glasses. It was said that he was a university teacher. He was knowledgeable and gentle.

While drinking his own orange juice listlessly, Xin Chang stared at the black hair behind the forehead, but the black hair and the forehead were not the same owner.It was a man sitting next to her blind date with her back facing away, because the back of the sofa was too high, she could only see a head of black and thick hair.

She has been wondering whether the owner of that black hair has the same brain as the man in front of her.If not, it means that the other party must lack wisdom.

"Xin Chang, what's your last name?" His brain was full of wisdom, but he was too nervous.

"Huh? Your surname is Chang." Xin Chang replied calmly after being choked by the fruit juice.

"Professor Zhang, what's your last name?"

"Miangui's surname is Zhang."

"Oh? I heard you are 33 years old? What year were you born?" Forgot to mention, Xin Chang's occupation is an accountant and works in finance.

"Oh, 1979."

"Post-[-]s? It seems that we are too far behind"

"December [-], about equal to post-[-]s."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I was born in November 1989, which is about the post-[-]s generation."

Xin Chang was convinced that he was not mistaken, the black-haired shoulders behind the forehead were shaking, and the reason was unknown.

"Do you have a room?"

"Yes, ninety flats." He lowered his head and answered seriously.

Xin Chang was stunned for a moment, thinking that I didn't ask!

The black-haired owner turned his head slightly, as if he was looking behind him. Only then did Shu Chang see that there was another woman opposite him, with her head lowered, her red lips slightly parted, and she asked the second question: " Do you have a car?"

"Not yet." His forehead was very shy.

The black hair twisted again, Xin Chang saw the woman lightly opened her red lips again, and asked the third question: "How much is your monthly income?"

"More than 1" with his head still lowered.

Xin Chang continued to bite the straw and drink juice, optimistic about this misplaced blind date.

(End of this chapter)