Xu Cheng hadn't seen Lin Chuxue for three months and he missed her very much.
Lin Chuxue stood in front of her apartment in high heels and a fluffy one-piece dress that accentuated her slender body. Then, a shallow acquaintance from next door greeted her. "Waiting for someone? Miss Nicole, my son is really nice; perhaps you should get to know him?"
Lin Chuxue smiled. "That's alright, I'm actually married."
"I know this is an excuse you pretty girls use because you don't want to be bothered, but don't worry, my son has a good career and appearance." This woman, named Jenny, heard that Lin Chuxue was studying at Harvard, had modest manners, and was a perfect woman in her eyes, so she thought that Lin Chuxue was very suitable for her son. Her son was too busy, so she wanted to find him a perfect wife. "He is already on his way here. Seeing that we were good neighbours, you should meet him once."
