Love’s Fizzy Complications

This person was on a date with a glamorously dressed girl, chatting and laughing. When he slightly turned his face, Qiu Yuting was startled.

Wasn’t he… that annoying neighbor who always played music too loudly?

Heh, she missed Jia De so much that she had actually mistaken this annoying guy for him.

This guy could have been considered handsome, but unfortunately, his clothing was too casual. Those dirty jeans looked like they hadn’t been changed in days. He didn’t even sit properly, looking lazy and sloppy. Compared to the noble and upright Jia De, he seemed like he was from a completely different world.

What was most unbearable was how he would laugh loudly while looking around, with a completely irreverent attitude.

Look, he was laughing again, looking around, completely disregarding the focused expression of the girl dating him.

As Qiu Yuting observed him, their eyes accidentally met…

Is it her?

Pei Jiale was stunned, unexpectedly encountering this girl whose extraordinary culinary skills had once moved his heart.

Today, he had come out for a blind date following his mother’s instructions, not out of compromise, but to avoid her daily harassing phone calls.

As for blind dates, he had always treated them as ordinary social activities. With his wit, he could easily discourage the other party’s interest within a few sentences, part ways after half an hour, and never see each other again.

Now a wealthy man is like this, if I don’t have a mistress, people will say you’re stingy, say I’m useless.” Pei Jiale said calmly, “So, to prevent people from gossiping, I must keep seven or eight mistresses outside…”

“What?!” Miss He jumped up, momentarily furious, but having come from a good family, she was well-mannered. After taking two deep breaths, she rationally analyzed, “Brother Jiale, you… you’re not trying to scare me away because you don’t want to date me, are you?”

Hmm, this pure girl isn’t so stupid after all, able to guess his intentions.

However, in front of this cunning veteran, counterattacking is useless, because for every foot of virtue, there’s an extra foot of devilry.

“Don’t you believe what I just said?” Pei Jiale blinked.

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