Chapter 92: The Secret Photo
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.
She had a job, a good character, was beautiful, and had a rather hot figure.
Apart from her terrible marriage history, there was almost nothing to fault.
To take Little Mother’s feelings into account, Yang Fan seriously looked through each of the girls’ photos one by one. There indeed were some girls who shone brightly enough to make one’s heart skip a beat. But looking at their requirements for a partner, Yang Fan felt like a toad lusting after a swan’s flesh; they were simply out of his league.
Soon, he had flipped through all the photos, and then a nude photo suddenly made its appearance.
Yang Fan almost mistook it for a girl being so bold as to showcase her figure, but upon closer inspection, the room looked somewhat familiar; and though the face wasn’t shown, that bare silhouette was also familiar.