The woman coughed, and the man fell silent.

"Actually, my requirements aren't that high," she began. "An annual income of no less than Three Cent. After we're married, the house must have my name on it. My own salary is minuscule and isn't even enough to cover my expenses, so you'll have to be the one to pay the mortgage. I don't need you to give me money, but I'll be in charge of the bankbook after we're married. As for children, I don't want any for the first five years. I also need to maintain a certain amount of personal space."

The first few points were one thing, but the man frowned slightly at the last one.

"Children... can't we have one sooner?"

The woman rejected him flatly. "No! I'll lose my figure. We can talk about it in a few years!"

Xia Liang, who was listening from a short distance away, had to chuckle. And she calls those requirements not high? A woman who earns next to nothing demands that her husband make at least Three Cent a year, while she contributes nothing, refuses to help with the mortgage, insists on her name being on the deed, and won't even have a child. Where does a woman like that get such thick skin? If they ever got a divorce, she'd probably be the one to falsely accuse him of wrongdoing. Also, she's worried about losing her figure from childbirth? Xia Liang glanced at her slightly chubby frame. How much worse could it possibly get? It's true what they say—every year has its oddballs, but this year has a bumper crop. What, does she see this guy as an easy target because he's honest? What did an honest person ever do to you, dig up your ancestors' graves?

Xia Liang had to admit, if the guy actually agreed to this, he'd deserve a big thumbs-up.

The man was clearly displeased, but as is often the case with honest people, he felt too embarrassed to voice his dissatisfaction. Seeing him remain silent for so long, the woman grew impatient.

"Well? Give me a straight answer! For a girl like me to even consider you is the blessing of a lifetime!"

The man frowned with disgust, unsure how to respond.

Seeing this, Xia Liang was speechless. He couldn't stand by and watch an honest person get bullied. He immediately and discreetly activated the Contradictory Card.

The very next second, the formerly quiet man glared at the woman. "Let me get this straight. You won't have kids, you won't contribute anything, yet you want to control the money and have your name on the property deed? Are you dreaming? With all these demands, are you a virgin? Is it studded with diamonds down there? With these conditions, are you looking for a husband or a rich idiot to mooch off of?"

The man suddenly unleashed a verbal torrent.

The woman was visibly stunned by his words, her expression turning cold. "You… what did you just say?"

Xia Liang chimed in, "I think he's right. Isn't this just preying on an honest man?"

At that, the woman exploded. "I am as beautiful as a flower! Him getting a blind date with me is a blessing from his ancestors! Which one of your eyes saw me bullying him?"

After speaking, she gave a narcissistic toss of her hair, sending a flurry of dandruff into the air that almost looked like a snow shower. Xia Liang deactivated the Contradictory Card.

This time, without the card's influence, the man stood up on his own. "I'm sorry, I can't accept your demands. Goodbye."

He nodded toward Xia Liang, a silent thank you for speaking up for him, then turned and walked away.

Brilliant! Xia Liang was incredibly gratified to see the man stand up for himself even without the card's effect.

Now it was the woman's turn to be dumbfounded.

Truth be told, she had been extremely satisfied with her blind date and was even eager to marry him. She had laid out so many demands because she wanted to hold all the power in the marriage. It was her belief that men cherish what is hardest to obtain. Plus, he was an honest man; how could she pass up the chance to secure the house and his savings? She had been completely confident she could wrap him around her finger. But she never expected that she had pushed him too hard, completely ruining all her calculations.

"Hey! Don't go! The terms are negotiable! I'll have the kid! I don't want the bankbook! Hey!"

Seeing the man leaving, she threw all decorum to the wind and ran after him.

Only then did Xia Liang take a sip of his lemon juice, leisurely enjoying his break. Saving an honest guy really does feel great. But then again, today's delivery orders were especially hard to come by.

Xia Liang didn't complete his tenth order until the evening.

「Dusk fell.」

The city lights illuminated the sky. The roads were bustling with traffic, and the ceaseless cycling of the traffic lights seemed to compose a symphony for the night. This was when Qingyun City was at its most beautiful.

Xia Liang drove his Lamborghini Poison slowly, taking in the charming nightscape outside. Watching the people coming and going on the sidewalks, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic. Once upon a time, he was just like them, struggling in the big city, living a monotonous life shuttling between home and work. He'd get home late at night, and after eating, showering, and dealing with chores, another day would be gone in a flash. He dreamed of quitting every day, yet he earned a perfect attendance bonus every month.

The Lamborghini Poison continued forward as the roadside became more lively. Colorful neon lights flickered, and here and there, people could be seen busking on the street. Nine Dragons Bar Street, the famous social media check-in spot in Qingyun City?

Suddenly, Xia Liang frowned. A few foreigners on the sidewalk had caught his attention—or more accurately, the woman they were surrounding had.

"Back off, you scum! Get lost!"

Gan Mengzhu was in a terrible mood. She deeply regretted coming to a place like a bar. Earlier that evening, she had tried to have a heart-to-heart talk with her daughter, but the rebellious Bao'er wouldn't listen. Instead, she called her mother a meddling nag. They had a huge fight, and her daughter had run off to a friend's house.

Having raised her daughter alone for so many years, Gan Mengzhu was mentally and physically exhausted, with hardships she could never voice. Upset, she had passed by the bar street and decided to drown her sorrows in alcohol. Who would have thought she'd drink too much? Just as she was groggily trying to hail a cab, several white foreigners had surrounded her.

She felt utterly helpless. If only someone were here to protect me. After all, I'm just a vulnerable woman.

VROOOM...

Just then, a deep roar shattered the air as a stunning sports car pulled up. The door opened, and a handsome delivery guy stepped out.

"Hey, you pieces of trash! Get the hell away from my friend!" Xia Liang said calmly as he approached them.

"Hey, man! You…" one of the foreigners started, spouting a stream of English.

Xia Liang's brow furrowed. There was a certain type of foreign trash that loved using their status to trick girls from the Dragon Country. These guys were even worse, staking out the bar street for attractive women who'd had too much to drink, planning to take them away while they were disoriented. Even if the victim sobered up later, there was little she could do. People would just chalk it up to a drunken fling, and calling the police would be useless. Based on what they were saying, these scumbags were probably planning on a group activity. If they succeeded, this beautiful, mature woman would be ruined.

Xia Liang's expression turned icy. "Scram! Don't play dumb with me, or This Master will end you!"

The foreigners, who clearly understood Chinese, exchanged glances. They looked at the supercar behind Xia Liang, then tucked their tails between their legs and slunk away.

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