Recently, Qian Lan had been set up on a blind date by a colleague. Her partner was a middle school physics teacher from the building next door. He was a young man in his early twenties called Mo Zichen.
Mo Zichen was taller than a model and had a face that was more exquisite than a celebrity. But, everyone said that he came from a poor family.
Otherwise, why would he always wear a black suit and a pair of unassuming black-rimmed glasses?
Qian Lan had met this man before. He was indeed handsome, but his behavior was unappealing.
But, because of her colleague's matchmaking, she ended up meeting this man. To be honest, the first impression that she gave others was terrible.
But, Qian Lan was surprisingly satisfied.
His hands were delicate and pleasing to the eye, but he was the type of person that didn't talk much. Plus, he appeared to be very frugal. Qian Lan was quite surprised that a man his age would be frugal.
"Miss Qian, you are the first person that has sat next to me for 5 minutes without saying a word without leaving angrily," Mo Zichen laughed. His facial features were so exquisite that they could be described as perfect.
"You are also the first man that I know that is so frugal in his early twenties," Qian Lan laughed.
"Hello, I am Mo Zichen, a middle school physics teacher."
"My name is Qian Lan, I am an English teacher at the primary school."
Afterwards, the couple fell silent again. But, this silence wasn't awkward. After all, Qian Lan was famous for being a weirdo. She didn't like flashy men and especially disliked men that boasted about themselves.
But, Mo Zichen didn't give off the impression that he was greasy at all. In fact, he gave off a cold and aloof vibe, like he was trying to make people feel like he didn't exist.
Qian Lan liked to keep a low profile like this.
"I'm not sure. Will we have a chance to meet up again?" Qian Lan asked.
"Sure. I'm always free when I don't have class."
The two men's first meeting was so dull that it made them want to sleep. Because, after Mo Zichen left, Mo Zichen's friend, who had been observing them from the shadows, yawned as she approached Qian Lan and said, "This man is too boring. Forget it, we'll introduce you to someone else. It's such a waste of good looks."
"No, I'm interested in him!" Qian Lan laughed.
"What?" her friend yelled in surprise. "Qian Lan, is there something wrong with your brain? I'm not begging you to find a tall, rich, and handsome man, but at least, a normal person, right? Look at Mo Zichen. From the beginning to the end, he's been acting like a weirdo. What do you like about him? "
"You have to think this through, my dear mayor's daughter. Although you didn't rely on your family's connections, you can't be so poor. Look at your sister. She married a PhD from MIT and is now opening a research institute. Are you going to lose to her?"
"There are many high-quality resources in the school. It's just that you didn't reveal your identity. Otherwise, a lot of men would come to you!"
Qian Lan pushed her friend's hand away and smiled, "As long as I like it, then that's enough. Who cares what others say?"
"You, I really don't understand you."
"Well, since you like it, I'll get his number for you. You don't have to thank me!"
Just like that, Qian Lan received Mo Zichen's phone number. But, she did not dare to contact him because she was afraid that he would feel offended. She was, after all, a woman. Sometimes, she didn't want to take the initiative.
After returning home, a maid approached her and asked, "Second Miss, the Big Miss and Madam are waiting for you."
"OK," Qian Lan changed into slippers, walked over to the dining table and sat down at her seat.
"Qian Lan, your father has found a few young and handsome men for you. When will you meet them?" Mother Qian asked with a smile.
"Mom, I want to find them myself."
"It's not that I don't trust your taste. Look at your sister, she's found such a good husband. Your father and I are counting on someone to take care of our little princess."
Qian Lan smiled awkwardly and did not say a word. She did not even look at her sister.
Soon, her so-called brother-in-law came downstairs. Qian Lan timidly greeted him as her brother-in-law before she left the dining table.
"This child is getting more and more impolite."
"Mom, it's fine," the man comforted Mother Qian before he sat down beside his wife.
This man was called Chunhao. He used to be Qian Lan's senior and they had a relationship for 2 years. But, Xu Chunhao ended up going overseas and when he returned, he was her brother-in-law.
From that moment onwards, Qian Lan no longer had any expectations for men. She liked men that were down-to-earth and low-profile, like Mo Zichen.
It seemed, Xu Chunhao felt that her sister was more mature and successful than her.
That night, Xu Chunhao knocked on Qian Lan's door and entered her room. He looked at her and said earnestly, "I'm doing this for your own good. I hope you can interact with more good men."
"If I find a good man, I'm sure brother-in-law will feel bad," Qian Lan laughed. "If there's nothing else, brother-in-law can leave. I still need to prepare for class."
Xu Chunhao had no choice but to leave Qian Lan's room.
The reason why Qian Lan's sister wasn't jealous was because she knew that Xu Chunhao went to Qian Lan's room to show off.
Qian Lan would never find a better husband than Xu Chunhao.
At that moment, Qian Lan suddenly had the urge to send him a message.
She pulled out her phone and hesitated for a long time before she finally sent him a message. It was a simple message: [This is Qian Lan. Are you asleep?]
…
When Mo Zichen received this message, he was having dinner at home. His brother had just returned home from the military.
Mo Zixi had enrolled in a military university and was currently training at the military base.
"Zichen, you sure know how to create trouble. Hai Rui is so big, yet you're not going to help your father out? You're just a young master of a noble family, yet you're a teacher."
Compared to Mo Zichen's tall and slender body, Mo Zixi was a lot more muscular.
He had tanned from working at the military base and looked unusually healthy.
"Big Brother, Brother Two, stop chatting. Come in and help Mommy with the groceries," Mo Ziyan yelled from the kitchen.
"Coming," Mo Zixi chuckled as he turned around and headed into the kitchen.
How long had it been since he'd been home? Mo Zichen wasn't sure either. It had been about 5 years …
Seeing his parents as elegant and elegant as ever, Mo Zichen felt like he had only been away for 5 days.
Mo Ting was still the same; elegant and imposing. He was great at everything, but he hated it when the three siblings created too much trouble for Tangning. After all, he was known to be a wife slave.
On the other hand, Tangning was still the same. Her long legs were still as beautiful as before.
"Zichen, it's about time for you to come home," Tangning said to Mo Zichen.
Mo Zichen had always been smarter than most people from a young age. As a result, he had his own opinions. Many years ago, he left home to experience life on his own. But, no one knew that he was the son of the Big Boss of the entertainment industry and the Mother of Science, Tangning.
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