Gold Medal Sweetheart

on the other hand--

The president of Shitian Group, after receiving two consecutive "friend requests," ignored them as usual and declined to verify them. Due to various social events or work-related coincidences, women often asked for his WeChat ID through various channels. He couldn't even remember meeting some of these girls, but he was already used to them. It wasn't until that night, when someone revealed themselves to be Guan Yushan, that he agreed to add her as a friend.

Seeing the graduation group photo the other person sent him piqued his curiosity, even though he was just casually asking about it, as he usually does when he's with a partner. But almost without exception, the other person would send him a photo that either portrayed them as innocent and adorable, sexy and charming, elegant and dignified, or a selfie that featured a powerful beauty filter.

But unlike all the other girls who tried their best to show off their beauty, this girl didn't seem to care about him being the head of the Shi Tian Group like his previous blind dates, and she didn't want to leave a good impression on him. This was a special case of going against the grain.

However, among the women he had met, there were a few who used the tactic of playing hard to get like her.

But this was the first time that he did not request a solo photo, but received a graduation photo instead. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised and interesting.

He stared at the photo with sharp eyes and fell into deep thought. He wanted to see what the girl would say next.

He had just finished his work and was finally able to relax after all the stress. So he suddenly wanted to tease the other party to relieve his fatigue. He circled one of the boys and asked, "Is this you?"

"Although I'm from the north, I'm not that tough."

Seeing that she clearly didn't want to upload the photo and was still using this trick, he wanted to tease her even more. "This photo can perfectly confuse the gender."

The girl continued, "Um—I really can't find any photos of myself. The ones I can find are a bit old and not very useful for reference."

Driven by his competitive spirit, he called again, "It doesn't matter if it takes a little longer." After waiting for a while, the other party did not respond. Presumably, he did not want to send photos and simply did not reply to the message. So he lazily threw his phone on the sofa, took his bathrobe and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

A moment later, he emerged from the bathroom, wearing a white bathrobe, his chest half uncovered. He rubbed his damp hair with a towel and reached for the refrigerator to get some chilled mineral water. He lazily sat on the sofa, picked up his phone, and discovered he'd received a new message ten minutes earlier. With his slender index finger, he tapped WeChat, and a faded photo caught his eye. It showed a baby, barefoot, sitting in an old-fashioned bamboo chair. The baby wore a red and white checkered dress with a doll collar, a baby's arms and legs as chubby as lotus roots, and grinned at him through a toothless gum. In the lower right corner of the photo was printed the 100th anniversary celebration of the Jixiang Photo Studio.

He couldn't help but laugh, and quickly tapped the screen a few times with his mobile phone, typing out a line of words.

Due to the intense stress of the previous night, coupled with the intense battle of wits and courage with the other party, Tang Xin slept soundly that night, even though she slept fully clothed. Still hazy in the morning, she subconsciously reached for her phone by her pillow, intending to check the time, only to discover an unread WeChat message from last night. She clicked on it, still feeling a bit sleepy, but the message, more effective than any other method of waking her up, suddenly perked her up a hundred times.

There was no foreshadowing or foreshadowing behind the centenarian photo she posted yesterday, and Tang Xin suddenly thought she was still asleep. After repeatedly rubbing her eyes and shaking her head for confirmation, the words "Let's meet" finally woke her up like a bucket of cold water.

What's going on? Before we've even said ten words, and the photos can't even tell whether she's pretty or ugly, he's actually asking for a date.

Unable to control her uneasiness, she replied immediately: "Didn't we just add each other on WeChat yesterday?" The anxiety in her heart made her neglect to explain why she suddenly fell asleep last night.

"Awake?" The other party did not answer her question directly.

Tang Xin then realized her rudeness in disappearing without saying goodbye last night and apologized, "I'm sorry, I suddenly fell asleep last night."

"It's okay. I don't want to see you with big dark circles under your eyes when we meet."

Tang Xin's heart tightened after hearing what he said. It seemed that he was determined to meet her. But she wasn't mentally prepared yet. So she said, "Hey—we haven't known each other for a long time, right? Don't we need to get to know each other a little better?"

"From the age of 100 to your graduation from university, it spans more than 20 years of your life. Isn't this time long enough? Isn't your understanding sufficient?" At the end, the other party did not forget to add a smiling expression.

Uh... this calm expression, without even trying, irritated a nerve in Tang Xin. Was it telling her that the current situation was all due to her own mistakes? She had been so proud of her evasive conversational tactics, but now it felt like she had dug a hole for herself.

"We need to get to know each other's temperament, interests and hobbies before we meet." Tang Xin said patiently and persistently.

"There's an old Chinese saying, 'Seeing once is believing,'" the other person insisted.

Seeing that the other party showed no sign of compromise, Tang Xin conducted another in-depth analysis. Since they were bound to meet sooner or later, as Guan Yushan had said, it was very likely that the other party would have included her in their blind date group after they met. This was a quick and decisive solution.

"All right then," she replied.

"See you at the cafe on the sixth floor of Shi Tian Shopping Mall at 1 pm on Saturday." He also sent a screenshot of the cafe's listing on Dianping, with the name and location complete.

Tang Xin's inner thoughts were that he really loved arranging things, without even asking for her opinion. Of course, since she was pretending, her opinion didn't matter; she just had to do her job—act. He had a feeling his girlfriend wasn't a job anyone could handle; no wonder his blind dates hadn't been successful.