Wu Mangmang looked at the man before her with some boredom.

What did he say his name was when he introduced himself just now?

Actually, this elite gentleman across from her had quite extraordinary looks—at least seventy percent of the handsomeness of that popular Mr. Huo actor who was all the rage recently. But just like that male star, he looked extremely proper.

Proper and abstinent, which should have been quite alluring by all accounts. Unfortunately, his temperament was too gentle and harmless, causing Wu Mangmang to lose all appetite. She could only boredly lower her gaze to look at her own nails.

The newly done shimmering gradient nail gel polish cost six hundred and eighty yuan—the price was quite reasonable.

Wu Mangmang bit her lower lip, feeling this color was a bit too plain, contemplating switching to Chinese red next time for a more seductive look.

Lifting her eyelids slightly, the man across from her was still speaking incomprehensible words in gentle tones. Wu Mangmang lowered her eyelids again.

She really wanted to smoke a cigarette.

Wu Mangmang didn’t actually smoke regularly, and she didn’t even know how to inhale and exhale smoke properly.

But she liked the feeling of holding a cigarette between her fingers.

Her fingers were extremely slender and graceful, and her nails were perfectly rounded and long. Such hands holding a cigarette looked very beautiful, so much so that every time Wu Mangmang smoked, she would sit in front of a mirror, gazing at herself with fascination.

Actually, her lips were also very suitable for smoking. Wu Mangmang’s skin was as white as the whites of a hard-boiled egg, both bouncy and elastic, and among all lipstick colors, she only favored true red.

The gentle white and intense red complemented each other, countless times leaving her countless ex-boyfriends staring in mesmerized fascination.

And white smoke held between her flame-red lips was even more stunning.

But if you thought Miss Wu Mangmang had a charming and seductive appearance, you would be gravely mistaken.

Her features were extremely delicate, with a natural innocence mixed into her elegance. Even with her dazzling red lips, she only gave the impression of an innocent person trying to act seductive, possessing a unique kind of pure charm.

Wu Mangmang’s hair was smooth and straight, with a luster that could advertise Pantene hair conditioner. At this moment, it had been styled at the hair salon into a retro inward curl at the ends, with Korean-style bangs obediently and smartly covering her beautiful forehead without looking stiff.

It was precisely this appearance that made the elite gentleman across from her, who had studied at a globally top-100 university, continue his chatter even after clearly seeing her impatience.

“You don’t need to worry about language barriers. I’ll always be with you,” the man across from her said.

How did the topic suddenly turn to immigrating abroad?

Wu Mangmang smoothed her bangs. While she indeed disliked speaking English, French, or other small-country languages, she actually disliked settling abroad even more. Even though the air quality in China was terrible, she still preferred to breathe freely under these skies.

“I think you’ve misunderstood. I myself didn’t want to study abroad,” Wu Mangmang said.

This was another troublesome topic. Back then, her parents had desperately wanted to send her abroad to study, but Wu Mangmang had clung to the door frame, resisting with all her might, wailing pitifully about how someone like her could possibly live abroad.

She was pampered and spoiled, had terminal laziness, understood nothing, knew how to do nothing, and couldn’t bear even occasional discrimination—how could she survive abroad?

Although Wu Mangmang was as white as a fluorescent light, she was still of the yellow race at heart, and she loved her country unto death.

“Actually, not going abroad is quite good too. The quality of education at domestic universities has generally improved nowadays. There’s no need to go abroad for gold-plating. International students from diploma mills actually have difficulty finding jobs when they return,” the gentleman across from her said very understandingly.

“I have a friend who’s a company CEO. He has an unwritten rule when hiring: he absolutely won’t hire self-funded international students, and won’t hire anyone from schools ranked below the top 100.”

Blah blah blah, doesn’t he get thirsty? Wu Mangmang thought.

Top 100 was impressive? You should know that from when she graduated from university at twenty-one, her parents had initially set the standard for her blind date partners as graduates from globally top-20 prestigious universities.

At twenty-three, this standard had dropped to the top 50.

At twenty-five today, this standard had just been lowered to the top 100.

This gentleman before her was quite lucky—after the standard was lowered, he was the first man she’d met.

“I’ve been talking about myself this whole time, I’m really sorry. Actually, I’ve had a question I’ve been wanting to ask Miss Wu.”

“Please go ahead.” Wu Mangmang nodded with a smile.

Her smile was truly charming, and the gentleman across from her was slightly dazzled.

“With Miss Wu’s appearance, temperament, and family background, why would you need to go on blind dates?”

Yes, why would she need to go on blind dates? And she’d been rushing to various blind date gatherings since Wu Mangmang was so young and tender.

Wu Mangmang smoothed her hair again, tucking the strands behind her ear. She couldn’t even remember how many blind dates she’d been on, but out of a hundred times, at least ninety-nine times the man had been very interested in her.

She had tried dating them. They were all very sincere and cared for her greatly, but in the end, while she was the one being pursued, she was also always the one being dumped.

During university, she had five relationships, all ending in being dumped, forcing her parents to arrange various blind date parties for her.

Wu Mangmang thought they were truly prescient, knowing their daughter wasn’t selling well, so they had her start blind dating at twenty-one like an early bird catching the worm. Yet she was still unmarried at twenty-five.

“Because I haven’t met anyone I was interested in,” Wu Mangmang said indifferently.

She certainly couldn’t admit that it was because she kept getting dumped.

Actually, this matter hadn’t been too devastating for Miss Wu. She knew that all her countless ex-boyfriends had told her during their breakups that they weren’t worthy of her.

And even more wonderfully, none of the breakup scenes had been awkward.

When the other party said they wanted to break up, Wu Mangmang would always accept it very calmly, never doing petty things like pouring water from her glass over their head.

So after breaking up, they remained friends.

Of course, there were exceptions. Whenever her ex-boyfriends started dating new girlfriends, they would resolutely cut off contact with her and very tacitly put on an act of not knowing her.

Wu Mangmang had once been very angry about this.

But one of them gave her an explanation: she posed too great a threat to their current girlfriends. Even if they had no involvement whatsoever, it would still make their current girlfriends unable to eat or sleep peacefully.

Supposedly, just one glance at her would cause a critical hit of 100,000 points of damage.

Such a perfect and considerate answer that Wu Mangmang had no choice but to accept completely losing these ex-boyfriends.

Thinking of the 100,000 points of damage, Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but reach for her phone to play mobile games.

Unfortunately, her parents had prepared for this. Before coming, they had confiscated her iPhone 6 and given her an antique phone that could only make calls and send texts, with games limited to Snake.

Bored to death, there was movement at the neighboring table, and Wu Mangmang couldn’t help but glance over.

The first thing that caught her eye was a hand casually placed on the table—the watch on the hand.

A limited edition Patek Philippe.

However, the watch’s design was understated luxury, so what was actually more attractive was the hand itself.

Clean, slender.

Like a conductor’s hand, also like a magician’s hand. It could no longer be described as merely beautiful, but with just one glance, Wu Mangmang had already begun fantasizing about how such fingers would feel wandering over skin.

The hand gave her infinite expectations, hoping the face wouldn’t disappoint.

Wu Mangmang raised her eyelids to look over, and the gaze of the man diagonally across also happened to sweep over, but without any lingering, it immediately moved away, as if he hadn’t noticed Wu Mangmang at all.

However, Wu Mangmang’s hand, casually placed on the table, couldn’t help but tighten around her water glass. Her body felt somewhat feverish, but unfortunately, she was wearing a high-collar dress with a large bow tie on the side today, so she couldn’t loosen her collar.

Wu Mangmang had no choice but to tuck her hair behind her ear again.

Using “handsome” to describe the Limited Edition Gentleman seemed too vulgar.

How to put it? What he radiated was more of a kind of charm.

What’s commonly called hormones.

The entire café seemed to be permeated with a layer of male hormones. Besides Wu Mangmang, the thirty-five or thirty-six-year-old lady to her left had also been glancing this way several times.

Wu Mangmang, using the pretense of drinking water, looked through the glass to appraise the Limited Edition Gentleman a few more times.

His lip shape was truly beautiful, very suitable for kissing.

If such kisses were to fall on her collarbone, on her shoulder blades…

Wu Mangmang quickly shook her head. Recently, a friend had sent her a Korean film called “The Handmaiden.”

She was probably poisoned by it too.

That shabby jeep…

She absolutely couldn’t continue thinking about this.

When Wu Mangmang stole a third glance at the Limited Edition Gentleman diagonally across, she was finally caught red-handed.

The other party’s deep, profound eyes were like a huge whirlpool, drawing in all the gazes cast upon them, along with the people behind those gazes, drowning them at the bottom of the lake.

The Limited Edition Gentleman’s gaze lingered on Wu Mangmang’s face for no more than two seconds, with what seemed like a barely perceptible upward curve at the corner of his lips.

Not sarcastic, but rather a casual smile of acknowledgment that dismissed people.

Acknowledging Miss Wu Mangmang’s infatuation with him.

Wu Mangmang’s fingers tightened around the water glass once more, her body no longer feverish but excited.

In Miss Wu’s limited lifetime, all the men she’d encountered had kept their gazes on her face for an average of at least five seconds.

Although she’d been dumped countless times, she’d never been so dismissed from the very beginning.

Call her masochistic, call her suicidal, Miss Wu had always liked men like the Limited Edition Gentleman who ignored her charm.

Of course, there were millions of men in the world, and Wu Mangmang had naturally encountered men who ignored her charm before.

But they couldn’t make her feel like pursuing them.

However, the Limited Edition Gentleman’s smile was clearly saying to her:

Although I’m not interested in you, want to try chasing me? You’re welcome to try.

His eyes were truly captivating, like they had a fishhook that made Wu Mangmang bite the bait and refuse to let go.

The elite gentleman directly across from her looked at his watch. “It’s dinner time. How about we have dinner together, Miss Wu?”

Wu Mangmang decided to be an honest girl at this moment.

“I’m sorry, I usually work during the week, so I schedule quite a few appointments on weekends.” Wu Mangmang made a helpless smile.

The elite gentleman’s smile dimmed slightly, but he quickly rallied. “I understand. Then I’ll ask you out for dinner next time.”

“Alright.” Wu Mangmang stood up and nodded slightly to see the elite gentleman off.

Upon sitting down, Wu Mangmang immediately took out her antique phone to make a call.

“Hello, Mr. Gao, could we change the meeting location at seven o’clock to…” Wu Mangmang gave the name of the café where she was currently seated.

After hanging up, Wu Mangmang keenly caught the Limited Edition Gentleman’s curious glance at her phone.

Well, young people using senior phones was indeed quite rare these days.

Especially beautiful, fashionable young people like her.

While waiting for the next Mr. Gao, Wu Mangmang began brazenly appraising the Limited Edition Gentleman without any attempt at concealment.

From the length of his calves while sitting, his height was at least over 180cm.

She just didn’t know if that place measured 18 centimeters.

Wu Mangmang sighed. She urgently needed to get a lighter to fidget with in her hands to distract herself.

She was probably truly poisoned, but this was understandable.

A twenty-five-year-old leftover woman who had countless times wanted to offer her precious “chastity” but was always dumped before that could happen.

Time passed so slowly. After Wu Mangmang had identified the Limited Edition Gentleman’s custom-made leather shoes, she spent some time appreciating his broad shoulders and his straight, handsome nose bridge.

Finally, Mr. Gao arrived at six-forty.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.” Mr. Gao really hadn’t expected that such a beautiful woman as Wu Mangmang would not only be punctual but would even arrive early.

“I arrived early myself.” Wu Mangmang maintained a proper smile.

When her eyes smiled, they always curved into crescents, revealing pure beauty.

Mr. Gao was obviously electrified.

“Miss Wu’s name is really special. The surname Wu seems particularly uncommon.” Mr. Gao started today’s blind date conversation from the topic of names.

But Wu Mangmang was obviously distracted.

The lady sitting across from the Limited Edition Gentleman had just stood up to go to the restroom.

Only then did Wu Mangmang realize that he had been sitting with a female companion.

This was enough to show the Limited Edition Gentleman’s charm—he directly absorbed all the radiance of everyone around him.

The Limited Edition Gentleman’s female companion had a very good figure, appropriately plump and thin, suitable height, Chanel suit and shoes, Hermès Birkin bag, beautiful short hair, a scarf with distinctive patterns and colors, and an impeccably beautiful face.

This reflected the Limited Edition Gentleman’s high taste and considerable economic strength.

Wu Mangmang “accidentally” knocked over the red wine glass in front of her, and the wine-red liquid flowed accurately onto Mr. Gao’s pants.

“Sorry, I’m so sorry.” Wu Mangmang stood up, looking flustered.

“It’s fine, it’s fine. I’ll go to the restroom.” Mr. Gao left his seat.

Based on Wu Mangmang’s understanding of beautiful women, the Limited Edition Gentleman’s female companion wouldn’t return quickly, because she had eaten into her makeup and needed to fix it.

Wu Mangmang picked up her Hello Kitty rhinestone bag and walked over to sit across from the Limited Edition Gentleman.

The other party merely raised his eyebrows slightly and didn’t show any surprise, apparently accustomed to being approached.

Wu Mangmang twirled her antique phone around her finger. “Sir, I heard the iPhone 6s is out. I really want to buy one. Are you interested?”

Wu Mangmang reached out her hand, and just as she was about to touch the back of his hand, the Limited Edition Gentleman slowly withdrew his hand.

Actually, Wu Mangmang didn’t know if she wanted to touch his hand more, or touch his limited edition Patek Philippe more.

“You’re not worth the price of a 6s.”