Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Even if it means marrying someone like that?

Fu Yao nodded: "Yes, she would rather I get married and then divorced than have people say behind my back that I can't get married."

Yan Zhen was silent for a while, then said, "Then you should take the initiative and find a few people to beat up Hu Dawei. If one beating isn't enough, then two. Beat him until he doesn't dare to bother you anymore."

Fu Yao was shocked: "This...this is illegal."

"Believe me, if you can't see the judge now, you'll only be able to see the forensic doctor later."

Fu Yao: "..."

As the two were talking, Fu Yao's phone rang.

She frowned deeply when she saw the caller ID, but still swiped to answer: "Hello, Mom."

"Yaoyao, are you off work? Your Aunt Wang and I are shopping at the department store near your company. Why don't you come over and have dinner with us?"

"I have several cases to handle and can't get away," Fu Yao said. "You guys go ahead and shop, I won't eat."

Fu's mother kept nagging, "Work is important, but you also need to eat! It's already lunchtime, and your company doesn't allow its employees to eat? What kind of company is this..."

Fu Yao's face darkened from the nagging, and he said helplessly, "Fine, fine, send me the address, I'll be there now."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yao said to Yan Zhen with a look of utter despair, "I'll think about your suggestion carefully. But before that, I need to figure out a way to convince my mom."

Yan Zhen pondered for a few seconds and asked, "Do you need any help? I have experience in dealing with pressure to get married."

More than ten minutes later, the two arrived at the department store and went to the restaurant that Fu's mother had mentioned, but she and Aunt Wang were nowhere to be seen.

Fu Yao made a voice call, and her mother on the other end said excitedly, "I'm still shopping for clothes. Your Aunt Wang said the clothes in this store look especially good on me. I'll pick out a few more. You order first, I'll be there in a bit."

Fu Yao gave Yan Zhen an apologetic look: "That's just how my mom is. She's easily swayed. She believes whatever others say looks good and always buys a bunch of clothes that don't fit her aesthetic or style. After a while, she doesn't want them anymore and just gives them away."

Yan Zhen smiled and said, "It's a good thing that older people have hobbies; it's better than them staying at home all day scrolling through their phones."

"That's true."

The two chatted casually. Fu Yao was straightforward, and Yan Zhen used some tricks to quickly find out about her family background.

She is a local native, an only child, from a middle-class family. Her father is a manager in the government and is addicted to fishing, so he basically doesn't concern himself with family matters.

The mother is not highly educated and has been a housewife all her life. Now she has no worries about food and drink, but her only anxiety is about her daughter's marriage. She is afraid that Fu Yao will not be able to get married.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and Fu's mother and Aunt Wang still hadn't arrived.

Fu Yao clearly knew her mother's temperament well; she was almost at her wit's end. After dealing with the waiter who asked if she wanted the food served now, she got up to go to the restroom.

Yan Zhen sat alone at the dining table, listlessly turning his head to look at the street scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

After a while, I heard two women chatting and laughing behind me.

Yan Zhen didn't pay attention at first, until one of the women patted her on the shoulder and naturally sat down next to her: "Yaoyao, have you ordered the food?"

Yan Zhen looked up.

Before me was a woman in her fifties, fair-skinned and slightly plump, with a gentle face. You could tell at a glance that she was the kind of easygoing, talkative, and kind-hearted person.

She met Yan Zhen's gaze and immediately stood up with a "Oh!": "Excuse me, I mistook you for someone else. I thought you were my daughter."

Yan Zhen smiled slightly: "Are you looking for Fu Yao?"

"Do you know my daughter?"

“I’m her friend. I just happened to run into her today. I heard that her aunt was having dinner with her, so I shamelessly came over to freeload.” Yan Zhen gestured for her to sit down. “Fu Yao went to the restroom and will be back in a bit.”

Upon hearing this, Aunt Fu laughed so hard that the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes gathered together. She sat down again and said, "Your back view looks just like Yao Yao's. I mistook you for her just now."

Yan Zhen paused, realizing that Fu Yao's height and build were indeed similar to hers: "Really?"

“Don’t even mention you, I mistook her too,” the woman who came with Fu’s mother said. “I watched Yaoyao grow up, and I didn’t recognize her either.”

Yan Zhen's gaze swept over the woman, observing her discreetly. This must be Aunt Wang, who had introduced Fu Yao and Hu Dawei.

Compared to the slightly chubby Fu's mother, Aunt Wang was much slimmer, with sharper features, prominent cheekbones, and sunken cheeks, giving her a shrewd and mean air.

Just as Fu's mother called the waiter to serve the dishes, Fu Yao returned.

The group chatted and laughed as they ate. When the conversation got lively, Fu's mother opened her shopping bag to show Fu Yao the clothes she had just bought.

Yan Zhen glanced at it and, just as Fu Yao had said, the exaggerated pattern of the clothes did not suit Fu's mother's style of dress, but rather suited Aunt Wang, who was staring at the clothes the whole time.

I remember Fu Yao saying that her mother was easily influenced, buying a bunch of clothes that didn't fit her aesthetic or style, only to give them away after a while...

She snorted softly; Fu's mother was being treated like a sucker who had to pay by credit card.

If a woman's money is tricked out of her pocket by her "best friend" in this way, then her daughter's marriage is most likely also being tricked into being given away as a favor.

Halfway through her meal, Aunt Wang's phone rang. She got up and went out to answer it, and when she came back, she didn't look too happy.

"Yaoyao, Dawei called me and said he got beaten up when he went to see you, and you even pulled the assailant away. What happened?"

Before Fu Yao could speak, her mother exclaimed in surprise, "Yao Yao, did you have someone beat up Hu Dawei?"

"No!" Fu Yao clearly hadn't expected Hu Dawei to complain. Considering that Aunt Wang was an elder, she patiently explained what had happened.

“I made it very clear to Hu Dawei that we have different values ​​and I don’t like him. Aunt Wang, please tell him not to come looking for me anymore. He has already caused me trouble in my work and life!”

Aunt Wang frowned and put on an elder's air, lecturing: "Young people shouldn't be so impatient. You've only met Dawei a few times and you're already saying you don't like him. That boy is a very good person, filial, honest, and hardworking. If you get to know him better, you'll definitely discover his good qualities."

"..." Fu Yao's fingers, which were holding the chopsticks, curled up. She suppressed her temper and said, "There's no need to get to know them. I value first impressions. If I don't like someone at first sight, I won't like them no matter how long I get to know them."

"Don't be so hasty!" Aunt Wang continued to lecture, "I've known Dawei's parents for so many years, I know them inside and out! Their family's conditions are not as good as yours, but Dawei is definitely a promising talent, he just needs an opportunity!"

After you get married, ask your dad to give him a promotion. He can work outside to support the family, and you can stay home to take care of the husband and children. You won't have to suffer the hardships of working a regular job..."

Suddenly, Yan Zhen burst out laughing.

The three people at the table all looked at her, and Aunt Wang frowned even more: "What are you laughing at?"

Yan Zhen laughed even harder: "I've been laughing at you for so long for not getting to the point. Fu Yao practically said that Hu Dawei was ugly and she didn't like him, and you still brought up some potential stock—Aunt Wang, you have such a good eye for clothes, how come you're so casual when it comes to choosing a partner for your best friend's daughter?"