"Let's meet next Wednesday then. I'm free next Wednesday."
"Why does it have to be next Wednesday?"
"I consulted the almanac, and it says next Wednesday is favorable for romance."
Yan Xixi burst into laughter again. This guy.
"Where are we meeting?"
"Didn't you say you were inviting me to your house so you could cook for me?"
Suddenly, Yan Xixi became cautious and hesitated slightly. "How about this: there's a small park near my house. It has a fountain sculpture at the front, a mini train track at the back, and plenty of chairs. Let's meet there."
"Why would you choose such an old-fashioned place like a park?"
"Old-fashioned? The park is crowded, and it's also safe. If you have any ulterior motives, I can leave immediately."
She really is a con artist! Wan Donglin burst out laughing. "No problem. It's a deal then."
She suddenly remembered. "Foot-Picker, you have to send me a photo of yourself too, otherwise I won't recognize you."
