Yang Fan was both tense and expectant for nothing, saying there was no feeling of loss would certainly be a lie.
This matter really couldn't be blamed on Yang Fan for overthinking; it was the tone in which his sister-in-law spoke that made it too easy to be misunderstood.
First it was about buying him all sorts of toys, and then she mentioned asking Little Mother for help—how could anyone not overthink this topic?
"Even if you're not interested, take a look. What if there's someone you fall for at first sight? I asked around several matchmakers this afternoon to get this stuff for you. Won't you even take a glance, making my effort all afternoon go to waste? Just have a look," Zhou Wenhui lounged on the sofa by the window, indolent like a lady of leisure.
With no choice, Yang Fan nodded; he might as well take a look, since he really hadn't given much thought to blind dates.
If he were in a rush to settle down now, Wei Juan would actually be a very good option.
