Li Chuntao’s third brother was really getting impatient.

If it were in the past, it wouldn’t matter, but now, with that guy named Yang Dong inside, he started overthinking, afraid that Yang Dong might have done something to his sister.

He hurriedly stepped forward, intending to pull his sister out. As he reached the door, he saw the two of them walking out, both looking quite good-natured. He quickly pulled his sister aside, worried she hadn’t given up yet. After all, the guy was engaged. "Why does it take so long to buy some ink and paper? Don’t we usually just grab it?"

Before Li Chuntao could respond, he spoke again, "Weren’t you going to eat Yuelai Restaurant’s Mapo Cake? Hurry up and let’s go?"

This time the tone wasn’t as good as before, somewhat rushed, but the concern in his eyes was still obvious.

Li Chuntao’s third brother thought that under no circumstances could he let his sister stay with this guy named Yang Dong, not even for a quarter of an hour, not even for a moment. She couldn’t fall into it again; leaving just now was a mistake.

Seeing the two of them come out, clearly having enjoyed the time together, he was giving his sister another chance to fall in deeper. If their family found out, what then?

Seeing her brother so anxious, Li Chuntao knew she couldn’t immerse herself in the interaction with Yang Dong any longer, or else her third brother might reveal something. She had to leave quickly with him, so she didn’t even have time to introduce Yang Dong to her third brother, only managing to say, ’I’m leaving first.’ and then left with her brother.

Standing there, Yang Dong watched Li Chuntao leave, receiving the same look of disdain from that chubby man again.

He felt that his behavior today was somewhat discourteous, and it wasn’t surprising that the man was so angry. He should have found an excuse to leave upon seeing Li Chuntao and not have continued to talk inside the bookstore. Not only did he talk, but they also chose ink, paper, and brushes together; he simply shouldn’t have.

Since the cart was still being used at Yang Xiaocui’s home, he had come to town on foot again this time. On the way back, he was absent-minded.

He wasn’t thinking about Li Chuntao but rather the chubby man beside her.

He kept feeling that the chubby man looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before.

He had felt this way at the Silver Pavilion before, and the same at the bookstore just now.

Where exactly had he seen him?

Suddenly, a face flashed in his mind, making him realize.

It was her!

The chubby woman who had helped him shoo away the woman on a blind date!

Her eyebrows and eyes bore a strong resemblance to the chubby man who was with Li Chuntao.

Thinking of that woman he had once likened to a ball, he realized he didn’t even know her name. He hadn’t seen her since.

Although the woman was not particularly pretty, she had helped him rid himself of the blind date woman. Her words to repel the other side, the gesture of splashing tea at the other woman, he didn’t dislike it after all.

It was a pity he didn’t ask for her name; he didn’t even have the chance to say thank you!

The only thing he remembered her saying was, "If we are fated, we shall meet again."

Fated? Perhaps there’s no fate after all, for they hadn’t met even once until now.

Thinking of this, Yang Dong shook his head. To think he remembered that person today, it was the first time since that encounter that he thought of her, probably because today he met someone resembling her.

He touched the box containing the silver hairpin on him, deciding to find a chance to give it after returning.