"A six-foot-three hunk with abs. A successful entrepreneur. Marry him, and you'll directly enjoy a blessed life!"

Inside the coffee shop, the matchmaker spoke with enthusiasm, some spit flying out of her mouth: "Plus, his parents passed away early, so there'll be no mother-in-law pressure in the future."

Just as her words fell, a strapping man pushed open the glass door.

"Eh, here he comes!" The matchmaker waved at the man who swiftly strode towards their table.

Cloud felt lazy as she rested her head on one hand and smiled politely at him.

The blind date today was her own idea.

She got laid off due to someone's trap, and also broke up with her boyfriend of seven years. Her life was like a roller coaster, abruptly dropping from the highest point. She felt so disoriented and nauseous that she had completely lost her sense of direction.

Now, having given up hope, she comes to the marriage market to check out the men available.

Cloud's red dress accentuated her bright and lively appeal. A red string with a small bell was tied around her fair ankle, which made a sweet sound every time she moved.

Zhou Yu caught her eye and pulled the chair across her table to sit down.

Cloud had spent an hour applying exquisite makeup today, and even her hair radiated finesse. In contrast, Zhou Yu was in a washed-out white T-shirt, and he hadn't even bothered to shave. He looked rough and rugged.

Whether he didn't take this date seriously or was just too lazy to dress up was uncertain.

The matchmaker introduced them with great enthusiasm, saying all the nice things she could think of.

Cloud occasionally responded lazily, her eyes half-lidded in languor. Whether or not she was listening, no one could tell.

Finally, after countless times that the matchmaker had subtly signaled Cloud with her eyes to speak more and gently nudged her waist under the table, Cloud finally began to speak.

"Are you a virgin?"

"As for me, I am quite particular about a man's chastity. After all, I am fastidious about cleanliness and I do not want to use someone else's hand-me-downs."

The atmosphere took an abrupt chill. The matchmaker's smile slowly faded from her face.

Sitting opposite Yun Zhi, the man's brows were noticeably furrowed.

They truly say, silence is golden, but when spoken, it certainly makes waves!

Without uttering another word, the man rose to his feet and gave the matchmaker a polite smile. "Aunt Wang, I still have unfinished business to attend to. I'll take my leave now."

The matchmaker, having spent years in matchmaking, had seen all kinds of peculiarities. This time, she didn't quite know how to salvage the situation for Yun Zhi.

She tried to salvage the situation with an awkward chuckle, "Zhou, it's all a misunderstanding..."

Zhou Yi completely cut her off, not allowing her to explain further, as he stride towards the door.

The man's swift departure elevated Yun Zhi's opinion of him just a bit.

Yun Zhi's naturally flirtatious eyes followed the man's retreating figure. He was rather tall, with long legs, a wide shoulder, and a slim waist. He was the sort who looked slender in clothes but packed a surprising amount of muscle underneath.

Such a naturally wild type of man would presumably have a good deal of stamina.

However, exceptions always exist. She had heard that the longer a man builds muscles, the weaker their stamina becomes. She wondered if he was an exception.

As Yun Zhi was lost in her thoughts, the matchmaker tapped on the table impatiently and interrogated, "Just this week alone, how many matches have you ended? Can't you take it more seriously?"

"Oh, let me think." Yun Zhi held back a smile, her sparkling eyes full of satisfaction. "11 or 12, I can't remember. I didn't count them too closely."

To be honest, even the well-experienced matchmaker had never seen such a stunning and charming beauty like Yun Zhi going on a blind date before.

She easily had dozens of men lining up to meet her each week, proving just how popular she truly was.

Every move of Yun Zhi would make countless men's hearts flutter.

The matchmaker even hoped to gain fame through Yun Zhi’s "battles" in the dating arena!

However, in reality, Yun Zhi was a tough one. Within a few sentences of meeting, she could make the men back away in fear. Did she come to date or destroy the matchmaker's golden reputation?

The matchmaker’s face turned unsightly, yet she had to gently persuade, "Yun Zhi, our small county outside the eighteenth line isn't the same as the big cities. Any woman who isn't married by thirty is considered an 'old maid' here and they are often laughed at."

"If it wasn't for our family ties, I truly wouldn't want to deal with you anymore. Each time you make my heart hurt, aren't you afraid you'll cause me to fall ill..."

With this reminder, Yun Zhi remembered that indeed, she and the matchmaker were relatives. The matchmaker was the cousin of her second aunt's eldest cousin's daughter-in-law.

She was also surnamed Yun, just like Yun Zhi.

When Yun Zhi remained unmoved, the Yun matchmaker left in a huff.

Soon after, her phone buzzed. Opening the screen, she saw a WeChat friend request.

The sender's profile picture was an avant-garde tattoo design, not sure exactly what that was, and the name was Zhou Yu.

Wait, wasn't this the blind date guy that had just walked out?

Yun Zhi thought maybe she remembered wrong and thus, rejected the friend request.

Unexpectedly, the man sent her a question mark, followed by a message: Single, 18, 188, 180.

Yun Zhi: What does it mean? Height? What else?

Man: Length, height, duration.

Both of them are adults. After some explanation, Yun Zhi naturally understood what these three sets of numbers represented.

Just by looking at the serious expression on the man's face, he didn't seem like someone who would make such flirtatious remarks.

Could she have misinterpreted?