Winter nights always come especially early, with heavy clouds and a twilight sky, swiftly followed by a moon shining amid sparse stars.
Jiang Yanting's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, his brows deeply furrowed, showing an unmistakable impatience, when his phone began to vibrate, "Hello—"
"Why haven't you arrived yet? You didn't run off again, did you?" Fan Mingyu had already learned that he was still not there.
"Mom? Is tonight really not for setting me up on a blind date?"
"I..." Fan Mingyu stumbled over her words, knowing she was in the wrong, "Anyway, you'd better get over there right now. Even if it's just to go through the motions and have dinner, don't you dare drop out halfway. Otherwise, I'll never face that girl's family again."
Having said that, she hung up the phone without further discussion.
"How's it going? Has he not arrived yet?" The old lady stroked her walking stick, the whole Jiang family was anxiously waiting for Jiang Yanting's blind date.
