Peerless Cupid System

Ling Ziqian, dressed in a T-shirt and jeans, was so embarrassed he wanted to crawl into a hole.

The pretty restaurant receptionist greeted him, but her eyes held a strange look as she looked at Ling Ziqian.

For the sake of that unreliable guy, Shinheng Nanako, Ling Ziqian gritted his teeth and went inside.

After quickly scanning the area and spotting Shinichi Nanako, Ling Ziqian found another corner to sit in.

Here, you can't just order a coffee and call it a day.

When Ling Ziqian opened the menu, he was dumbfounded. To be honest, he had never eaten Western food before.

He didn't know what to order; his heart trembled as he faced the expensive dishes.

The students from Class 2 that morning voluntarily handed over a thousand yuan, plus the few hundred yuan they had in their own pockets.

Ling Ziqian mentally calculated that this amount of money was just enough for a meal here!

With slightly trembling fingers, Ling Ziqian ordered several dishes, almost all of which were the cheapest.

After the waiter left, Ling Ziqian breathed a long sigh of relief.

Looking over to Shinichi Nanako and the others, they saw that the two had already started eating. It seemed that the middle-aged man had made an appointment and everything was arranged.

After a while, the food Ling Ziqian ordered was served.

Ling Ziqian, a homebody, was stumped again. How should he eat it? Which hand should he hold the knife and which hand should he hold the fork?

Fortunately, there were other guests around, so Ling Ziqian learned how to use the knife and fork from them to avoid making a fool of himself.

Ling Ziqian cut off a piece of meat and put it in his mouth; it didn't taste very good.

Several times, Ling Ziqian used a knife to put meat into his mouth, which terrified him.

Such an experience should definitely be classified as a dark chapter in one's history!

In ancient China, there was a period when people ate with knives and forks. It is estimated that this was because people thought it was dangerous, so chopsticks were invented.

Ling Ziqian thought to himself, "That's what I'm complaining about."

Because he wasn't used to using a knife and fork, Ling Ziqian ate very slowly.

Before he could finish eating, Shinjiro Nanako and the middle-aged man drank a glass of red wine and got up to leave.

Leaving behind the unfinished Western meal, Ling Ziqian went to pay the bill, which was over a thousand yuan. He felt a pang of heartache!

Nanako Shintsune already thought she was home!

Of course, I wasn't doing this for any kind of agreement.

It was only because of a slight unease in my heart, because I had a conscience.

Now that I've brought Nanako Shintsune home, I'm responsible for her safety this week!

Meeting someone you met online across borders sounds wonderful and romantic, but Ling Ziqian doesn't agree with it!

Even friends who have known each other for many years cannot be completely trusted.

Can you truly trust someone who seems to know everything about them based on just a few emails exchanged online?

Just kidding, people aren't that simple, that idiot Nanako Shingo!

Even for a homebody like me, if a beautiful woman traveled a long way to see me, it would be a lie to say I wouldn't have feelings for her!

Do we forget to protect ourselves just because we share the same views on calligraphy?

Idiot, they're just trying to please you and win your favor!

Regardless, Ling Ziqian walked towards her.

Just as I was about to call out to that guy, the elevator doors opened and several people walked out.

Nanako Shintsune and the middle-aged man entered the elevator.

Ling Ziqian walked a few steps quickly and also entered the elevator.

The elevator doors closed and went up. Ling Ziqian bent over, panting. There were several people in the elevator, but Shin Heng Nanako didn't even notice her. What an idiot!

Ling Ziqian took a deep breath and was about to straighten up to speak when they reached their floor and went outside.

Hurry up and follow, the two entered the coffee shop on the executive floor.

Ling Ziqian didn't rush in; he planned to check the situation first.

During this time, several people passed by, all of whom cast disdainful glances at Ling Ziqian.

Ling Ziqian was extremely embarrassed. Today, no, this afternoon, he had been subjected to the contempt of others because of Shin Heng Nanako!

The conversation between the two could be heard, and it was all about calligraphy.

A few minutes later, Ling Ziqian couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and said, "Can't the two of you talk about something else?"

Just as he was getting impatient, Nanako Shinji looked at her watch, seemed to sense something was wrong, and said she wanted to leave.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's true colors were finally revealed.

Nanako Shinji suddenly realized she was in a panic and awkwardly refused.

The middle-aged man no longer wanted to discuss calligraphy or anything like that!

Well, I don't want this to happen.

But the fact that this happened proves that I wasn't just being a fool, but rather that I had a premonition and a sense of responsibility!

Ling Ziqian took a few steps back, took a deep breath, and walked towards them.

Chapter 102 The Sound of Pebbles Tapping on the Window!

"Snapped!"

Ling Ziqian slammed his fist on their table.

The sturdy room door slammed shut, but because no ambiguity was used, the dining table wasn't damaged.

Ling Ziqian had no intention of breaking the table. He didn't have much money left and couldn't afford to pay for a table in a five-star hotel.

Ling Ziqian was venting his anger!

Not for Nanako Shin'uga, but for himself, he felt incredibly frustrated that afternoon!

The middle-aged man's face was full of anger. He was clearly disturbed and very unhappy.

Upon seeing that Ling Ziqian was not wearing the hotel uniform, he angrily wanted to call security.

Face to face, Ling Ziqian had no reason to be embarrassed. He raised his fist and punched the refined-looking middle-aged man!

"what!"

The middle-aged man's glasses were knocked off. He winced in pain, covered his eyes, and took a few steps back, looking at Ling Ziqian with confusion.

Terrified, Shin-Hatsune Nanako saw Ling Ziqian.

She stood up in delight, "Ziqian, did you come to pick me up?"

These words hurt Ling Ziqian deeply. What did he mean by "coming to pick me up"? He had never left!

The idiot Nanako suddenly became smart, and she thought suspiciously, "How did you know I was here? Could it be... could it be..."

She didn't voice her guess. However, the look in her eyes as she looked at Ling Ziqian turned grateful.

Upon seeing that Shinonome Nanako knew Ling Ziqian, the middle-aged man became embarrassed, realizing that his scheme had been exposed.

Ling Ziqian looked at Shin Heng Nanako, then pointed at the middle-aged man, "Is this the calligraphy senior you mentioned?"

Knowing that Ling Ziqian was blaming her, Shinichi Nanako playfully stuck out her tongue and apologized to Ling Ziqian, "I'm sorry."

"You didn't just let me down. You let yourself down!" Ling Ziqian said with a dark face. "I really don't know how you survived."

"Hehe! I thought he really just wanted to talk about calligraphy." Shinji Nanako said embarrassedly, raising her hand to tap her head.

Ling Ziqian looked at the embarrassed middle-aged man. He was already very tired and didn't have the strength to hit anyone, nor did he need to waste his precious ambiguous points.

Ling Ziqian couldn't just let him go like that!

Ling Ziqian walked towards the middle-aged man.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll call the police!" The middle-aged man frantically pulled out his phone.

Ling Ziqian had just punched him, scaring him. Seeing Ling Ziqian's bandaged arm, he assumed Ling Ziqian was a thug who fought every day.

"Call the police, let's see who's afraid of who." Ling Ziqian took out his dead phone from his pocket and waved it at the middle-aged man. "I just recorded what you said."

Upon hearing Ling Ziqian's words, the middle-aged man's face turned ashen.

Startled, Ling Ziqian laughed and shouted like a thug, "We don't have enough money to get back, can you give me some?"

It was clearly extortion, but the middle-aged man was helpless; Ling Ziqian had leverage over him.

He took out his wallet from his pocket, which contained all sorts of bank cards, but mostly red banknotes.

Ling Ziqian saw it, and he had no choice but to hand over all the money.

It was estimated to be over ten thousand. Ling Ziqian reached out and took it without any psychological burden.

"Delete the recording." The middle-aged man hadn't forgotten about it.

"Hehe." Ling Ziqian pressed his phone. "The recording was a lie. My phone died a long time ago."

"You..." The middle-aged man was on the verge of exploding after being tricked.

"Go ahead and call the police! Aren't you someone from the calligraphy association?" Ling Ziqian said, revealing his guess.

The middle-aged man turned his head away as if he'd been electrocuted, saying, "You've mistaken me for someone else."

Sure enough, I guessed right!

Ling Ziqian laughed, "Oh, you admitted your mistake? Are you still going to call the police?"

The middle-aged man's face darkened. How could he dare to call the police? Calling the police would ruin his reputation.

He gritted his teeth, extremely unwilling, "I won't report it anymore. It was all a misunderstanding. You can leave now."

There was no point in continuing this entanglement, so Ling Ziqian turned to look at Shin Heng Nanako.

Nanako Shinji covered her chest with both hands, extremely nervous and worried.

Ling Ziqian waved to her, and they left the room together, taking the elevator downstairs.