Chapter 2

Mute?

Su Yao took another look at the man. “Doesn’t seem like it.”

“Not being able to speak doesn’t mean missing an arm or a leg.”

Su Yao agreed deeply. She took a sip of her coffee. “It’s about time. I have to head into battle. Wish me luck.”

Guang Ting sighed, unable to laugh or cry. “Kissing someone really could be the death of you.”

“If it weren’t for my parents threatening my life, forcing me to talk to strangers, I’d rather they just kill me.”

With that, Su Yao grabbed her bag and left. As she descended the steps, her gaze involuntarily glanced back at the large window.

The man sat up straight, his long legs seeming to have nowhere to go. Every aspect of him was delightful.

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Zeng Bitian himself looked very similar to his photo, with the only noticeable difference being that his square face appeared slightly more rounded in person.

While Su Yao discreetly assessed him, he naturally also observed her secretly.

After taking a quick look at Su Yao, Zeng Bitian couldn’t help but feel a bit more satisfied with her appearance compared to her photo. He thought to himself that this matchmaker was still reliable, as the previous few introductions had been a bit too exaggerated. Thankfully, he didn’t intentionally arrive too late this time.

He took the initiative to ask, “Are you ordering? What did you order? I have no dietary restrictions, so feel free to order anything.”

Su Yao replied, “I just ordered the mango fish and was thinking of getting a serving of curry kway teow as well. But they have different sizes for the curry kway teow. I’ll order two small servings, how does that sound?”

“Sounds good, go ahead and order as you like.”

After browsing through the menu for two pages, Su Yao also ordered a serving of tofu and winter melon soup. Throughout the process, she asked Zeng Bitian if he had any objections, and only then did they finalize their order.

As soon as the waiter left, Zeng Bitian got to the point, “I heard that Miss Su works at an engineering company?”

“Yeah,” Su Yao didn’t want to dwell on herself, “Mr. Zeng is a lawyer, so you must be busy most of the time, right?”

“Busy indeed. I don’t even get a break throughout the day. I handle divorce cases, dealing with couples whose relationships have broken down. Listening to all that negative energy all day long, just look at my hair, it’s turning white at a rapid pace.”

Su Yao discreetly glanced over, almost choking when she saw his hair. It wasn’t just turning white; his bald spot seemed to be growing faster.

She agreed, “Being a lawyer is indeed tough.”

When it came to work, Zeng Bitian’s professional instincts kicked in, and he couldn’t stop talking. Su Yao could barely listen, her head throbbing more with each word. Her thoughts drifted away, landing at the door.

There, she saw the man who couldn’t speak—

Subconsciously, Su Yao was reluctant to admit that he was mute. He looked too good to not have a good voice. It almost seemed unfair.

The man seemed to be looking for someone. Politely, he raised his hand to decline the waiter’s inquiry and glanced around briefly, finally locking eyes with Su Yao’s table.

Oh, over there.

Over there? What’s over there?

Su Yao lowered her gaze, hesitantly touching her ear. It felt slightly warm, as if someone had just whispered to her nearby, causing a tingling sensation.

She just… seemed to have hallucinated.

“Miss Su, what’s wrong with you?”

Su Yao looked back at Zeng Bitian listlessly. “Nothing, it’s nothing.”

“Just now, I mentioned the issue of premarital property. I’m curious to know what Miss Su thinks about it?”

Still puzzled and absent-mindedly touching her ear, Su Yao’s mind was a mess. How could she have the mind to discuss premarital property issues with him? She could only throw the question back, “I haven’t delved into this issue deeply yet. Mr. Zeng, why don’t you enlighten me? It’ll be like doing my homework in advance.”

Zeng Bitian was intending just that, so he began to expound on the topic. Su Yao listened with only partial comprehension. As she glanced up absentmindedly, she noticed the man who couldn’t speak was now close by.

Their eyes met.

His eyes were really beautiful.

Su Yao couldn’t help but catch her breath.

Who was speaking?