Chapter 9

Strange thing is that after that incident, my mom’s attitude towards Du Hongting changed.

She used to at least know that he was an outsider and cared for him.

Now she completely dotes on him as if he were her own child.

She even forced him to gain ten pounds in a week.

On the third day of the lunar new year, my wealthy uncle came to visit.

Du Hongting wasn’t home as he had gone to work. My uncle shouted in the living room, “I want to introduce him to Qiqi because I see that the two children are a good match. Why are you two so opposed?”

When I appeared, my uncle quickly pulled out his phone and pointed to a picture, asking me, “What do you young people think of this man’s appearance?”

Being straightforward, I said, “He’s handsome.”

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Yu eye pdsavle yde xu xsx tzyale yv xl.

R iwknjzu nbydtle xu osaep, “R xlyd, bl’p dsvbkdt prlnkyz.”

Yu wdnzl pnszele xu ryaldvp, “Zswa xkdeplv kp vss swveyvle. Mbl jkep yal yzalyeu yewzvp, obu nyd’v vblu eyvl?”

Jlqsal xu eye nswze prlyj, xu xsx kxxlekyvlzu alrzkle, “Rv’p sjyu yp zsdt yp vbl svbla ryavu eslpd’v xkde vbyv pbl byp y csuqaklde.”

Yl: ! ! !

Yu wdnzl zssjle yv xl kd pwarakpl: “Ebld eke usw qyzz kd zshl, yde okvb obsx?”

Yl: “Ebld eke R qyzz kd zshl? Ekvb obsx? R esd’v jdso…”

Wsavwdyvlzu, xu eye pvlrrle kd yde lmrzykdle: “Xze Pw’p psd.”

I: “Oh. Right!”

Uncle pushed me, “Are you blind?”

I quickly recovered and said, “It’s good to be fat! It feels safe to be fat!”

Uncle, the experienced driver, joked, “But aren’t you afraid of being crushed to death? He’s so poor, aren’t you afraid of being burdened with debt in the future?”

This was a difficult question, but my mom answered, “Little Du is very capable, we don’t need to worry about this at all.”

I think Uncle couldn’t stand our family’s overly protective attitude towards me, so he left without even having a cup of tea.

Sigh.

At least leave a phone number…

It’s so hard to find a blind date partner who is both rich and handsome.

As soon as my uncle left, my mom said, “He’s already thirty but still wants to find an eighteen-year-old girl. Just by listening to him, you can tell he’s not a good person.”

No wonder they brought fatty out to be a shield, they weren’t interested in the other person.

My dad agreed, “People who look too slick and superficial are not likable.”

Uh…no wonder my dad doesn’t even like my idol.

I don’t know how, but Du Hongting heard about this.

I was worried about how to explain to him that he was being used as a shield, but he said to me, “So, you have high standards?”

Big brother, I really don’t have high standards.

I’ve been thirsty for eighteen years, and now that I see a man, I’m okay with anything.

Now that things have come to this, all I can do is say grapes are sour and pretend I didn’t want them anyway. “Handsome men are generally unfaithful because they’re so popular with the opposite sex.”

“Is that so?” said Du Hongting.

I knew what he was hinting at and so I decided to strike first: “Yes, I used to be shallow and only care about looks. But you live and learn. Now I appreciate men with substance.”

“Really?” said Du Hongting, in a sarcastic tone.

I could hear the contempt in his voice. Thinking about how I would still need him to be my shield in the future, I suppressed the pain in my heart and forced myself to say, “Someone like you, who is capable, responsible, and dependable, is a real man in my eyes. If I could marry you, it would be like saving the galaxy in my past life!”

Oh my god.

Was it too much flattery?

Why did he suddenly stop talking?

Years later, Du Hongting would often say that the true intention behind my words was actually to confess my feelings to him in a roundabout way.

Me: ???

Anyway, thanks to Du Hongting, none of my relatives dared to introduce me to anyone anymore.

They even said that I had such a good appetite that I could even digest someone as fat as him.

Digest it…

Am I really the reincarnation of Madam Suo’s pig? (a legendary figure known for her big appetite)

Surprisingly, my mom never mentioned finding a partner for me again.

I really don’t understand her strange behavior.

I ended up marrying Du Hongting without ever meeting any other potential partners.