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"Zhou Qing! It really is you!"

Inside the restaurant, Qin Jiajia looked at her "blind date" across the table, her lips curling up unconsciously.

This was her third time going on a blind date.

Previously, under her second aunt’s relentless pressure, she had already been forced to meet two other candidates—a process that could only be described as chickens flying, dogs jumping, and smoke signals rising from every corner. Her relatives’ comments were relentless: "How can you not get along with someone with such good conditions? You’re too picky." "Personality isn’t about compatibility, it’s all about compromise." "Why reject so quickly? Spending more time together won’t cost you a thing." The whole ordeal left her utterly drained, both body and spirit.

She had made up her mind: if she were introduced to another candidate, she would decisively refuse—even if it meant falling out with her relatives—no more adding anyone as a contact, not even if she had to put on a show of tears, tantrums, and threats.

But the moment she saw the third profile her second aunt presented, her resolve wavered in an instant.

It was her college classmate: Zhou Qing.

"Since graduation, it’s been three years since we last met, hasn’t it? What a small world to run into you like this."

As she spoke, her words brimmed with delight. "Time really flies, doesn’t it? I remember the first class meeting in freshman year, the first time I saw you, back then..."

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