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

The speaker meant something, but the listener felt guilty, and Aunt Wang's expression changed slightly.

But she quickly calmed down: "Can good looks put food on the table? The most important thing in life is character and temperament..."

Yan Zhen said with a smile, "But he has a bad character, a bad temper, low emotional intelligence, and doesn't respect Fu Yao."

"You..." Aunt Wang was getting a little angry, "Do you even know Dawei? He's not as bad as you say..."

"Aunt Wang," Yan Zhen interrupted her, "Do you have a daughter?"

Aunt Wang paused for a moment: "My daughter just graduated from university this year."

"Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders. Since Hu Dawei is so great, why don't you introduce him to your daughter?"

Aunt Wang: "...My daughter is young and not in a hurry to get married. Unlike Yaoyao, who is already a 30-year-old single woman. If she doesn't find a partner now, she will only be picked over by others in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen leaned back in his chair and looked at her sharply: "What does your daughter do for a living?"

Aunt Wang had a feeling that she had ill intentions, but not wanting to lose face, she held her head high and said, "My daughter has a good image and temperament and works as a receptionist at a large company."

"Receptionist? The salary in this line of work is at most a few thousand yuan a month, and the promotion opportunities are pitifully small. Your daughter, who has no future, should get married early and hold onto her 'potential stock'."

Otherwise, if she becomes an "older single woman" after thirty, she won't even have a good image or temperament anymore, and then even someone like Hu Dawei might not be interested in her.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Wang jumped up, her face turning extremely ugly: "What do you mean? You don't even know my daughter, so why are you attacking her like this?"

"Attack?" Yan Zhen's smile vanished. "So you also know that phrases like 'older single woman' and 'being picked on' are offensive. Why didn't you realize this when you applied them to Fu Yao?"

"You get angry as soon as I use it to describe your daughter, Aunt Wang. Just how much do you dislike Fu Yao to constantly belittle and belittle her?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Fu's mother's eyes widened, and she looked at Aunt Wang with suspicion.

Yes, she usually uses such words to describe Yaoyao without thinking, but why does she get upset when the same words are used to describe her daughter?

Fu Yao was so excited she almost clapped her hands; these words really resonated with her.

She has disliked Aunt Wang since she was a child, but she can't explain why. Every time Aunt Wang speaks, it makes her feel very uncomfortable.

Today, Yan Zhen's words made her realize something: it was clearly Aunt Wang who had been hostile towards her first.

Under the guise of caring for her, they subtly belittled her, and her sixth sense detected this malice, which is why she physiologically rejects their approach.

"You..." Aunt Wang was both anxious and angry, and for a moment she didn't know how to refute him.

Seeing Fu's mother frowning and looking thoughtful, she rolled her eyes, covered her face, and started crying to Fu's mother.

"Qingzi, what do Yaoyao and her friend mean by this? Do they suspect I deliberately introduced her to a bad guy? Honestly, if it weren't for feeling sorry for you worrying about her marriage all day, why would I do this thankless thing! Now look what's happened, she doesn't like Dawei, and she's taking it out on me, even insulting my daughter..."

As soon as she started crying, Aunt Fu panicked and quickly comforted her, "Don't misunderstand, Yaoyao and her friend didn't mean it that way. She, she just... Oh dear, Yaoyao, quickly apologize to your Aunt Wang! You've made her cry!"

Fu Yao didn't move.

Aunt Fu shoved her and said angrily, "Why are you so disobedient, child..."

"Mom." Fu Yao stood up, emboldened by Yan Zhen's rebuttal that left Aunt Wang speechless, and said, "Let me be frank, it's not that I doubt you, I just think Aunt Wang is introducing me to bad people!"

I am thirty years old, that's true, but I have a decent education, job, and salary. But what about Hu Dawei? He has nothing – family background, personal ability, physique, appearance, temperament, or personality! How could she have the nerve to introduce me to someone like him? Even after I refused, she kept insisting that I get to know him!

If Hu Dawei is truly a promising prospect, then let's keep him as Aunt Wang's son-in-law. Pushing someone like him, who wouldn't even get a date on the main dating market, in front of me makes me question your motives!

Aunt Wang was stunned.

In her memory, Fu Yao was obedient and indecisive, just like her mother, and not good at refusing others.

She knew exactly what kind of personality she had, which is why she introduced Hu Dawei to her.

But now that she's put it this way, the blind date is not only going to fall through, but Fu's mother will probably also notice something.

Thinking of this, she immediately picked up the bag next to her, seemingly angry but actually feeling guilty: "Fine, you have high standards. It was my overestimation of myself to introduce Hu Dawei to you. It's all my fault, okay? I won't interfere in your affairs anymore, so my good intentions won't be taken for granted!"

After saying that, she turned and walked out.

Fu's mother sighed and got up to chase after him.

Fu Yao immediately grabbed her: "Mom! Don't you understand? Aunt Wang just can't stand to see me doing well. She introduced someone like Hu Dawei and even tried her best to get me to marry him, all to push me into a pit of fire. Are you sure you still want to treat her like a good friend?"

Fu's mother subconsciously knew that her best friend's actions were wrong, but she didn't want to think of her in such a bad way: "This... your Aunt Wang isn't that kind of person, there must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding could there be!" Fu Yao said angrily, opening the shopping bag next to her and shaking out the new clothes inside.

“I’ve wanted to say this for a long time. She keeps urging you to buy these clothes that don’t suit you, not because they look good on you, but because she likes them! If I’m not mistaken, you won’t wear them more than a few times before she’ll say, openly or subtly, that you’ve gained weight and that the clothes don’t suit you. Once you feel belittled and insecure, you just give the clothes to her. Look at what she wears and uses; how much of it has been taken from you in this way!”

"..." Aunt Fu was completely bewildered and questioning her life: "I...she..."

"Think it over carefully. I've said everything I need to say. If you still think she's a good person, I won't stop you from continuing to associate with her, but from now on, neither of you are allowed to interfere in my affairs!"

After Fu Yao finished speaking, she pulled Yan Zhen and walked out.

The two walked out of the restaurant, and it took Fu Yao a while to calm down before letting out a long sigh: "Awesome!"

Beating up Hu Dawei felt so good!

It felt even better to confront Aunt Wang!

"Thank you so much," Fu Yao said sincerely. "I always thought of Aunt Wang as an elder, so I didn't feel comfortable showing my dissatisfaction with her. But today you reminded me that bad people don't discriminate based on seniority or age. When it's time to stand up for someone, you have to stand up for them!"

"It has nothing to do with me; it's because you're smart and ambitious."

Fu Yao, as expected of a lawyer, is quick-witted and understands things immediately.

Moreover, once they've figured things out, they act immediately without any hesitation.

Through Fu Yao, Yan Zhen seemed to see the female lawyer from his previous life who had worked tirelessly to defend Jiang Yunong, a woman with great empathy and a strong sense of justice.

Fu Yao smiled sheepishly, then, as if remembering something, took out her phone and said, "Can I add you on WeChat? I'd like to be friends with you."

Yan Zhen raised an eyebrow: "Okay, call me next time you encounter something like this. I have experience."

The two added each other as friends. Seeing that it was getting late and they had achieved their purpose for coming, Yan Zhen said, "I have to go back."

"Your car is still in the parking lot, right? I'll take you there."

"it is good."

Fu Yao went to get the car, and Yan Zhen turned to look at the floor-to-ceiling windows not far away.

Her and Fu Yao's figures were reflected in the window; they were almost identical in height, build, and even hair length.

Just as Fu's mother said, their backs do look very similar.

Yan Zhen thoughtfully withdrew his gaze, a thought slowly rising in his mind.