Chapter 27
Xie Mi pushed open the door and entered the private room.
Inside, a tall, handsome 1.85m muscular man was already waiting for her.
He wore a tight white T-shirt that clearly outlined his eight-pack abs.
His first line of self-introduction was: “Hello, I’m a sports major.”
A true 1.85m, eight-pack abs, sports guy.
But Xie Mi was instantly fried to a crisp both inside and out.
Okay, she could understand the tight shirt was to show off abs, but what was with the ball-crushing skinny pants and loafers? Did the production team misunderstand her type?
[Pfft]
[If it were me, I’d break down on the spot]
[LMAO, production team, be human]
[I went to peek at the others—their blind date partners all look normal. You know what that means? It means the production team isn’t trolling with the “ideal type.” They actually think this is Xie Jie’s ideal type]
[Xie Jie: 6]
“Hello, how should I address you?”
Out of courtesy, Xie Mi wasn’t the type to judge solely by looks. She sat down and started conversing with him.
“My name’s Wang Yaozu.”
Wang Yaozu proudly lifted his chin. “I’ve seen you at a roadshow event before. What’s your name?”
[Here it comes, the first provocation!]
[On this kind of show, and he asks her name—basically saying ‘you’re not famous, I don’t even know who you are.’ That’s blatant disrespect]
Sure enough, Xie Mi flared up.
“There were so many people shouting at that roadshow. What’s wrong if I shout twice?”
Wang Yaozu: “?”
[?]
[…?]
[Sis, you…]
Wang Yaozu nearly lost it, but thanks to good professional training, he calmed down quickly and put on a haughty air.
“Our family owns three large apartments in the city center. My parents are senior executives. I’m the only son. Our total assets are eight figures—more than enough to support you. So if you want to marry me, you’ll have to quit the entertainment industry. I don’t like my wife being in the spotlight.”
[Classic toxic male right here]
[I’m already mad just listening]
[With Xie Jie’s mentality, isn’t she gonna obliterate him?]
“Sorry, you may have misunderstood me.”
Xie Mi elegantly raised her coffee cup and took a sip.
“I’m not just a beautiful big star. I’m also a Nobel Literature Prize reader, an electric scooter owner, a resident of the city where Tsinghua and Peking University are located, and a graduate exam participant.”
“So, if you want to marry me, you’ll have to withdraw from your family tree. I don’t like sons.”
Wang Yaozu: “??”
[Nobel? Tsinghua & Peking? Graduate exam?? Damn, Sister Xie’s awesome!!]
[Wait a sec]
[HAHAHAHA I’m dying of laughter]
Unwilling to lose, Wang Yaozu quickly picked another angle, “I think for marriage, instead of gold, the three wedding jewelry pieces can be copper. It represents eternal unity. Symbolism matters more than price, don’t you think?”
Xie Mi: “Makes sense. So a wife can also be made of silicone—after all, ‘sticky as glue.’”
Wang Yaozu nearly choked, pointing at her with trembling hands.
Xie Mi grinned. “Or you could find a corpse—represents ‘together till death.’”
Wang Yaozu fainted from rage.
In his earpiece, staff voices shouted in panic, “Hold it together! Your job is to make her angry, not get angry yourself!!”
Only then did Wang Yaozu realize—oh right, this was a show, not an actual blind date.
Calm down. He had to calm down.
“Let’s talk about kids.” He quickly tried another approach. “I’m not biased toward sons or daughters—I want both. You’ll need to give me one boy and one girl, so together their characters form the word hao (good).”
Such a sensitive topic. No way Xie Mi wouldn’t get mad!
But she calmly sipped her coffee, “Go hang yourself then—you’ll form the word diao (d*ck).”
Boom!
A one-hit KO. Wang Yaozu fainted in fury.
Meanwhile, Xie Mi’s heart rate hadn’t even broken 70. Solid as a rock.
The audience was floored.
[My sis is terrifyingly strong]
[If I could talk half as well as her, I’d never get stuck with trash blind dates]
[Who’s satisfied? I sure am]
Xie Mi was the first to finish her blind date, planning to head downstairs for food.
But from the next room came a wild outburst—
“AHHHHHHH!!”
“Fck! Fck! F*cking hell!!!”
Then Qiu Chengye stormed out, slamming the door and rushing downstairs like a mad dog. His heart-rate monitor on his wrist was beeping like crazy.
Well, there went one.
If she remembered correctly, in the original story, Qiu Chengye’s blind date partner was an insanely controlling girl who forbade him from clubbing, drinking, or having any female friends.
For a playboy like him, that really was fatal.
As she walked past another private room, she heard a pompous speech.
The door was ajar. Through the crack, she saw Liu Woxing with her blind date.
Liu Woxing sat as always, upright and smiling faintly while listening.
Her partner, meanwhile, prattled on arrogantly, dripping with condescension.
“You say you’re interested in business management? Then let me quiz you. What are the components of corporate strategy? What’s the definition of business management? What are the basic forms of corporate structures?”
Seeing Liu Woxing stay silent, he raised his brows smugly, “Can’t answer, can you? You don’t understand any of this, right? Just admit your hobby is shopping. I won’t laugh at you.”
Liu Woxing’s eyes flickered, but her smile stayed fixed.
Xie Mi noticed, though, that her hands under the table were clenched into fists. Her wrist monitor showed her heart rate climbing fast.
That reminded Xie Mi of Liu Woxing’s character background—
The youngest daughter of her family, raised with music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and etiquette, instilled with the belief that girls must always be poised and proper. So she always smiled. But in reality…
In the original scene, Liu Woxing didn’t know the blind date was a prank, nor did she remember the heart-rate monitor would beep if it went over 120. So when the beeping exposed her anger, her elegant image cracked, and for the first time, she looked panicked and helpless.
“…I heard you work at your family’s company as an executive? Not to be harsh, but professional jobs should be left to professionals. So what if you used your family background to get that position? Tell you what, let me quiz you about your company…”
Liu Woxing’s fists under the table tightened more and more. Her heart rate was about to hit the limit.
Suddenly, a cool hand closed over her wrist, covering the monitor.
Liu Woxing froze, then realized what was happening—and broke into a cold sweat.
“Sir, didn’t you just say you like reading classics?”
Xie Mi was suddenly at her side, lips curved, voice dripping with mischievous delight.
“Then let me quiz you.”
