"Can you keep your distance from me?"
A gorgeous woman wearing a duckbill cap frowned in disgust.
She was dressed in a black dress, her long and shiny black hair casually spilled around her.
Her delicate features resembled a TV star.
"This is a train, the seats are only so big. If you're bothered by the crowding, why didn't you fly?"
The man with spiky hair beside her glanced over and replied.
Zhou Ziying was so annoyed that she felt itchy in her teeth. She certainly wasn't low on cash.
If she wasn't in such a hurry to get home, unable to get a plane ticket, who would take the train?
At first, she thought the man next to her quite handsome, over one meter eighty, with a sharp face and distinct jawline.
But ever since the man sat down next to her, he had taken out a small stack of photos.
Mumbling to himself about how this one's hips were too small to bear sons, that one's body wasn't good, another's too short.
Zhou Ziying sneaked a peek and saw that all the photos were of beautiful women.
There were even photos of popular stars.
She felt more disdainful of this man by the minute. He was too skeevy.
There must be something wrong with his psyche.
"Hey! What are you doing with these photos?"
Anyway, since they were almost at the station, Zhou Ziying decided to show some care toward this imbecile.
Feng Lin glanced at Zhou Ziying next to him and casually answered, "They all have marriage arrangements with me, but I can only marry one wife, so I'm planning to call the rest off."
"Pfft!"
Zhou Ziying burst out laughing.
As if choosing dishes for a meal, he could come up with such nonsense.
Suddenly, Zhou Ziying's expression sobered because she saw her best friend in the photos.
In the photo, her friend was dressed in a black office uniform, which perfectly outlined her figure.
Zhou Ziying snatched the photo from his hand and asked fiercely, "Is this person also engaged to you?"
Feng Lin glanced indifferently at the photo, nodded, and said, "Yes, but she's been eliminated. Look at her face, acting as if someone owes her 200 yuan."
"Stop being embarrassing, okay? This is the general manager of the Xu Corporation in Jiang City, worth over a billion. The line of people chasing after her could drown you with a spit each!"
Anyone else wouldn't matter, but this was Zhou Ziying's best friend.
The two grew up together and even lived together while studying abroad.
She wouldn't allow such a shameless man to fantasize about her friend.
Feng Lin's eyes suddenly brightened, "You know her?"
"Humph! Of course I know her. You're exposed now, how embarrassing!"
Zhou Ziying crossed her arms and snorted disdainfully.
"Great! Then you save me the trouble of finding her. Just take me to her, and I'll call off the marriage."
Feng Lin excitedly grabbed Zhou Ziying's hand.
"Let go! I'm not taking you and your crazy self there!"
Zhou Ziying forcefully slapped Feng Lin's hand away and turned her face to the side.
Feng Lin pursed his lips and continued scrutinizing the photos of the beauties.
As they spoke, the train arrived at the station.
Zhou Ziying got up to leave, not forgetting to make a face at Feng Lin, "Disgusting! Make some time to get your brain checked at the hospital."
"It's actually you who should see a doctor, always taking those pills, you'll have problems sooner or later."
Feng Lin said flatly, still staring at the photo.
Zhou Ziying looked at Feng Lin in surprise, wondering how he knew these things.
It must have been a guess.
Muttering to herself, Zhou Ziying followed the stream of people off the train.
After looking at the photos for a while, Feng Lin suddenly realized something and dashed out after her, "Give me back the photo!"
...
By the time he got off the train, Zhou Ziying was nowhere to be found.
Feng Lin looked up at the sign above.
This was actually Jiang City.
Feng Lin also marveled at fate; it turned out, he once attended high school here.
The woman had said that the person in the photo was from the Xu family in Jiang City.
It was quite the coincidence.
He put the remaining photos in his pocket, ready to go and call off the engagement.
Feng Lin's father was a doctor who had saved many lives when he was young.
He had a hobby of making marriage arrangements for Feng Lin whenever he saw a pretty girl.
Half a month ago, he had phoned, saying he wouldn't live much longer.
Frightened, Feng Lin had hurried back from overseas.
Only when he got home did he realize it was all an act.
His father even threw him a batch of photos, telling him to pick a wife, as he was eager to hold a grandchild.
Feng Lin knew what his father meant; he wanted him to step out of the shadows.
He also felt that it was time to settle down.
"Alright! Time to get to work, off to the Xu Family."
With a light sigh, Feng Lin left the train station.
...
The Eastern District.
It was the villa area of Jiang City.
All who lived here were the tycoons of Jiang City.
Xu Family Estate.
Zhou Ziying sat at the stone table on the lawn, with two people across from her.
One was a well-maintained woman with a plump body and permed hair.
The other was the woman previously seen in the photograph with Feng Lin.
Xu Ruoying.
She wore a ponytail, revealing a delicate and aloofly beautiful face.
A living embodiment of a powerful woman.
What drew the most attention was her fiery figure.
Even Zhou Ziying, a great beauty herself, seemed slightly dimmed in her presence.
"Xiao Ying, everything I said was true. Look at this photo, it's the one I snagged."
Zhou Ziying said with a smile as she placed the photo on the table.
"A toad lusting after a swan meat. My daughter, how could she be matched with such a man?" the woman scoffed coldly.
She was Xu Ruoying's mother, Wang Qin.
"Mom, why get angry? This photo is obviously downloaded from the internet."
Xu Ruoying shook her head slightly, taking it all in stride.
Such disgusting men were a dime a dozen; out of sight, out of mind.
"Hehe, he also has photos of celebrities, claiming they're his fiancées," Zhou Ziying joked.
Wang Qin laughed upon hearing this.
Before she thought it was just one photo of her daughter he had, but now she knew he had more than one.
She took it as a joke.
How could that daydreaming bug deserve her daughter?
Besides, Wang Qin had long ago chosen the ideal husband for Xu Ruoying.
Just then, a square-faced, tall middle-aged man approached them.
"Uncle!"
Zhou Ziying stood up with a smile, greeting him.
The man was named Xu Chuan, Xu Ruoying's father.
"Ziying is here?" Xu Chuan walked over with a smile, "What are you talking about that's so funny?"
"Today Yingying saw a sleazy man on the train holding our daughter's photo, claiming to be her fiancé,"
Wang Qin couldn't help but laugh out loud, not forgetting to show the photo on the stone table to Xu Chuan.
Xu Chuan didn't laugh. His expression turned serious instead, "Speaking of which, Xiao Ying indeed has a fiancé."
"What?"
The three people at the stone table looked at each other in shock, all startled.
The air seemed to freeze.
Then, Zhou Ziying burst into laughter, "Uncle, I didn't expect you to joke like this."
Both Wang Qin and Xu Ruoying breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Qin rolled her eyes and scolded playfully, "Scary! You gave me a shock."
"I'm not joking, the engagement was arranged by my father years ago. That man seems to be named Feng Lin."
As he spoke, Xu Chuan walked toward the distant villa, "I remember there's a photo in the album, I'll go look for it."
Watching Xu Chuan's retreating figure, Zhou Ziying asked in a grave tone, "That man couldn't possibly be real, could he?"
"Definitely fake, just downloaded pictures from the internet, otherwise how could there be female celebrities?"
Xu Ruoying waved her hand dismissively, not taking it seriously.
"That's true, he had quite a few of them."
Zhou Ziying nodded to herself.
At that moment, the estate's security guard jogged over, standing respectfully at a distance.
"Madam, Miss, someone is requesting to see you."
"Who is it?"
Wang Qin picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip before asking.
"He says his name is Feng Lin, claiming to be Miss Xu Ruoying's fiancé," the bodyguard replied with his head bowed.
Crack!
The teacup in Wang Qin's hands fell onto the stone table and shattered into pieces.