Father Xia smiled and helped everyone introduce, very happy that he could finally suppress this unfilial son to come for a blind date… no, to come for a meal, to let him see what a proper young lady is, one who can marry into the Xia family as a daughter-in-law. It doesn’t need to be from a particularly good family background, being clean and pure is the most important, unlike the group of flirtatious women around him.
“Uncle Zhao,” despite a thousand unwillingnesses, Xia Er Xi still maintained a good surface demeanor. Uncle Zhao looked him up and down, nodding with satisfaction. “Hmm, you look quite handsome! I often hear your father praise you; this is my daughter Hui Lan, who specially came to meet you.”
Upon hearing this, Xia Er Xi’s beautiful black eyes immediately fell on the quiet, beautiful woman sitting to the side, like a porcelain doll. Just a casual glance made her blush from her neck to her face, like a cooked shrimp… Very good, it turns out his father likes this shy type of wife, but this might not be good! With his mischievous personality, such a timid character might be pinched and bullied mercilessly.
“Brother Xia, hello,” Hui Lan didn’t dare to look up at him, her voice was tiny.
“Hello,” he subtly frowned. By now, he was quite certain that the woman before him couldn’t spark any interest in him, being too compliant and lacking challenge – he still preferred someone with a bit more difficulty.
“Looking at your young age, we didn’t expect you to be so capable. We’ve seen your management approach for the Xia company, and your father often praises you to us.”
“Since this is a blind date social occasion, naturally some pleasantries are unavoidable. ‘This is good parenting,’ Xia Er Xi smiled. ‘My son is quite good and doesn’t give me too much trouble,’ Xia’s father proudly patted his shoulder. Besides emotions. Xia’s father secretly added in his heart that he had been worried for a long time about accidentally having a grandchild.
‘However, I recently saw news about a fashion designer named Lan something Yun. She should have some connection to you, right?’ Ignoring his daughter’s repeated tugging at his sleeve, Director Zhao continued to ask.
Upon hearing this, Xia’s father’s expression instantly changed, indeed touching on the topic he most wanted to avoid. Xia Er Xi still maintained a smiling demeanor, though inwardly despising Director Zhao’s choice of words. ‘Connection’? What kind of ‘connection’ was Director Zhao implying? He hated such double-meaning phrases, and thought Bai Cheng Hai would be best suited for such linguistic games.
‘Long before she won the Japanese New Designer Award, Xia’s company had already contacted her about an innovative brand. A manager strongly praised her design works, and her award would bring more profits to Xia’s company,’ Xia Er Xi said in a very serious tone, deflecting the focus.
‘Heh, young people are quite articulate!’ Director Zhao laughed with a sly fox-like demeanor. ‘You clearly know what I want to ask. But if you want me to spell it out, fine – is the child in Miss Lan’s belly yours?’
‘Dad!’ Hui Lan immediately called out in a low voice, shocked that such a question could be asked at a first meeting.”
