Chapter 3

Their daughter was so plump and blessed-looking, and yet that city brat had the nerve to look down on her.

When they heard that the person she was now going on a matchmaking date with was Zhao Haichuan, a friend of Shen Congyun, they strongly objected. They thought she was just jumping from one pit into another.

“I think Zhao Haichuan is a good person—very responsible. He’s nothing like Shen Congyun.”

Ye Qianqian expressed her opinion rationally, but her mother reached over and touched her forehead.
“No fever… Weren’t you the one who said if Shen Congyun didn’t want you, you’d never marry anyone else in your life?”

“I was just a kid back then. I’ve grown up now.
Today I worked hard to make him a new piece of clothing, but he humiliated me like that…”
She lowered her head and pretended to cry.

Ye’s father immediately pushed his wife aside.
“Move over. You’ve made our daughter cry! Don’t cry, sweetheart. If you want to go on a date, then go. If you want to marry someone, then marry whoever you want.
That Shen boy has no taste—there’s nothing wrong with looking elsewhere.”

“Mm! Dad, you’re the best!”
Ye Qianqian threw herself into her father’s arms.
Her family had always treated her so well.
What a shame that in her past life, the Shen family had looked down on them for being rural folks, while constantly coming to them for money and goods.
Truly shameless.

“Alright, enough hugging,” said Grandpa. “Hurry up and tidy yourself up.
Even if that Shen boy was the one who introduced him, we’re not going to embarrass my granddaughter.”

Everyone hurried to tidy the house.
Lunch was just a quick bowl of rice soaked in hot water.

Once everything was ready, they looked up and saw a tall figure striding toward them.
He was tall and lean, with a great body proportion.
But as he got closer, he radiated integrity and uprightness.

Just from his appearance alone, he looked ten times more reliable than that pretty-faced Shen Congyun.

Grandpa Ye’s favorite kind of man.

He gave his granddaughter a hearty slap on the back.
“This time, you’ve got a better eye.”

Ye Qianqian almost lost her breath and coughed lightly, her cheeks flushing red.

In this lifetime, she could finally be with this man.
She thought about how in their past life, they were separated right after getting their marriage certificate.
Right now, she just wanted to rush out and register again.

No, don’t scare him off.

He didn’t like her yet. He was only helping her out of kindness.
Only after she kissed him would he truly become her boyfriend.

Today, she had dressed in a particularly sweet and innocent way, looking lively and full of hope for love.

She knew exactly the type of girl he liked—he had told her himself in their past life.

He liked girls who had their own opinions and lived positively.

Even though in their past life, her strong-willed nature nearly got her killed, it had also made him think she was unique.

Another thing—he liked chubby girls.

Yes, his taste was a bit unconventional.
According to him, his mother was a plump woman, and his sister wasn’t skinny either—he was the only thin one in the family.

Because of that, he was different from most men.
He didn’t see her as fat—instead, he found her pleasant to look at.

So now she had to make herself look even more pleasant.
And she had to be braver than before.
She had been bold enough to chase after that jerk Shen Congyun, and now that she was chasing Zhao Haichuan, she had even more tricks up her sleeve—all of which he had taught her himself.

“Dad, Mom, Grandpa—this is the Comrade Zhao Hai… Haichuan I mentioned.
He helped me earlier and even lent me his coat.”

She introduced him graciously and appropriately—nothing like a small-town girl with no manners.

But when she looked at Zhao Haichuan, her eyes became a little shy and her cheeks blushed pink.

“I—I already washed your coat. It should be dry soon,” she said, pointing to the clothesline not far away.

There, his oversized jacket was hanging next to a very tiny vest.

Zhao Haichuan quickly looked away, the tips of his ears quietly turning red.