After a Failed Blind Date, a Rich Woman Tries to Get Into My Heart - Chapter 1

“You say you’re a writer? Have you published any work?”

“I—I’m an online writer. I want to publish my work, but it has to be very good first.”

“So you’re saying your work isn’t good? How much do you earn in a month?”

“If I work every day, I earn about 6,000 yuan a month.”

“Only 6,000? That’s less than half the price of my bag. That’s far too little—how can you live in Jianghai City with that?”

At a lakeside café in Jianghai City, Shen Lang is on a blind date with a woman introduced by his mother’s friend.

When the conversation turned to his salary, the mood immediately became very awkward, making Shen Lang—who is already very shy—feel extremely uneasy.

After a few seconds of silence, the woman got up, slung her brown bag over her shoulder, and gave a resigned smile.

“Alright, I have something to do later, so I’ll leave for now. Let’s keep in touch.”

In her eyes, the man was decent-looking and quite tall.

But his plain clothes, unshaven stubble, and messy hairstyle made him look very casual.

His overall demeanor was listless; behind thick glasses, his eyes looked empty—like someone who stays home playing video games all day and night.

And most importantly, he didn’t have much money!

He had parked his small electric scooter in front of the café, which looked very out of place next to the other cars.

“Take care.”

Shen Lang felt no disappointment; deep down, he was even a little excited to finally be alone.

Shen Lang is 24 years old. Because he loves online novels so much, he became an online writer right after graduation, specializing in martial arts and action stories.

This job is much like that of a tech geek—it means staying at home and typing all day.

Living in isolation for so long has made the already reclusive Shen Lang even more introverted and shy.

Apart from going downstairs to eat, Shen Lang hardly ever leaves his house.

Years of this isolated life have left him with very poor social skills.

Every time he talks with a girl, Shen Lang becomes extremely nervous; his words get jumbled, and he often says things that don’t suit the mood.

That is the main reason why, even at 24, Shen Lang has never had a normal relationship.

Just then, his phone rang in his pocket.

“Hello, is this Mr. Shen? Can you come sign the contract in a moment? I’m about to pick up my daughter from school.”

“Okay, okay, I’ll be right there.”

Tired of his parents constantly pushing him to find a partner, Shen Lang searched online for a one-bedroom apartment, planning to get away from them.

After finishing his coffee in one gulp, Shen Lang got up and went to pay at the counter.

Because of the woman’s gold-digging attitude earlier, he did not expect her to split the bill or pay for it.

“Hello, the total is 150 yuan. Please scan here to pay.”

The cashier was very pretty; when she smiled, her eyes curved charmingly.

“Ah, okay.”

Feeling shy, Shen Lang avoided making eye contact with the cashier.

Most people who are socially anxious act like this—they are not used to looking into the eyes of someone of the opposite sex, especially a pretty girl.

“Thank you for coming. Please take care.”

After scanning the QR code and paying, Shen Lang suddenly felt a bit disoriented.

For a moment, it seemed as if a few lines of text and a blurry heart icon flashed above the girl’s head.

After blinking, he looked at her again—but the text and heart icon were gone.

“It’s time to find some time to exercise.”

Shen Lang thought this was a bad habit he’d developed from sitting too much every day.

After paying, he hopped on his electric scooter and headed straight to Fulong Community in the suburbs.

Fulong Community is far from the city center, but the rent is cheap and the area is quiet.

Since Shen Lang rarely leaves his home, he liked that idea and quickly paid the deposit online.

Just as he entered the elevator, his WeChat notification sounded.

SafeAndSound (Mom): “@SleepTillDawn, son, how was your blind date today?”

SleepTillDawn (Shen Lang): “It was a flop—what else? Also, today’s date cost me 150 yuan. Can you reimburse me?”

SafeAndSound (Mom): “Son, would you like me to tell you a story?”

SleepTillDawn: “What story?”

“Years ago, the Supreme Elder Lord spent 49 days refining a magic pill. The pill had its own spirit and went down to the ginseng fruit tree. Over time, it transformed into a ginseng fruit.”

“Later, when Tang Sanzang and his disciples came by, Sun Wukong stole many of the ginseng fruits—but then he struck down the magic pill disguised as a ginseng fruit. Can you guess why?”

SleepTillDawn: “Why?”

SafeAndSound (Mom): “Because it’s danshen—what use is there in killing it when you could keep it? Don’t you agree, son?” (She sent several smiley emojis.)

SleepTillDawn: “Huh?”

Seeing all the smiley emojis from his mom, Shen Lang nervously swallowed and quickly set his WeChat status to invisible in the group.

For his own peace of mind, he decided not to go to his parents’ place for free meals on the weekend.

The elevator reached the 22nd floor, and Shen Lang stepped out and went to his apartment door.

“Tap, tap, tap, tap…” (the sound of his footsteps)

The door was open, and the sound of high heels clicking on the floor could be heard from inside—clear and loud.

“Is this Mr. Shen?”

Hearing the elevator, the clicking of high heels grew louder, and Shen Lang’s heart began to beat faster.

He really wasn’t good at dealing with women.

Moments later, a woman wearing a shirt embroidered with brown patterns appeared before him.

She had a delicate, pale, oval face with long black hair draped over one shoulder. She wore a flesh-colored straight skirt with matching stockings, and her legs were slender and long. From head to toe, she exuded the unique sexy charm of a mature woman along with the aura of a married lady.

She held a rental contract in her hand, and on a small table in the room lay a large set of shiny keys.

Instinctively, Shen Lang glanced at the keys and realized there were keys for at least a dozen apartments.

Beautiful and in good shape—a landlady like this, a married woman still full of charm, was someone Shen Lang had only seen in online romance novels.

“Are you Shen Lang?”

The woman looked at him in surprise and teasingly said with a smile, “From your voice, I thought you were in your early 30s. I didn’t expect you to be so young.”

Faced with the unexpected compliment from the attractive woman, Shen Lang gave a nervous, awkward smile and quickly replied, “Ah, I—I didn’t expect that either.”

No sooner had he spoken than he immediately regretted it and felt extremely embarrassed.

“What kind of nonsense was that? I shouldn’t have said that.”

Sure enough, after his words, the attractive woman looked at him with great surprise.

Shen Lang was so nervous he felt like he could die.

After racking his brain for a moment, in a panic he blurted out a compliment: “I mean, you’re so young—you look just like a little girl!”