First Lady

If Bai Ling said he liked it, then he should convince her.How could she completely give up on Zhao Mingyuan.

After eating a pack of biscuits, Qin Yu picked up a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers, seemingly unintentionally asking, "Is that man with you your boyfriend today?"

"Ah, it shouldn't be counted." Bai Ling and Zhao Mingyuan had only met twice. Although they had a good impression, after all, they didn't make it clear in person that they wanted to date.

"Then what is your relationship?"

"I met him on a blind date, introduced by Sister Alan. We haven't established a relationship yet, but... it should be soon." [

Qin Yu took the initiative to ask Zhao Mingyuan and Bai Ling. Although he was puzzled, he still said everything honestly. After all, talking is not so embarrassing. It would be really uncomfortable if he just sat face to face stupidly.

Qin Yu paused as he wiped his fingers: "If your relationship is settled, then you... and that Zhao person really decided to get married?"

Bai Ling said truthfully: "Marriage? I don't think about it for the time being, but... if we don't have any objections, we will probably get married after meeting our parents. I'm not young, so I always want to get married."

The more Bai Ling thought about it, the more she felt that Zhao Mingyuan was a very suitable candidate. Of course, this was all without the word "love".

Qin Yu squeezed the tissue into a ball and threw it on the table: "You..."

As soon as Zhao Mingyuan was mentioned, Qin Yu could no longer maintain his indifferent attitude, like an awkward child, he accused Bai Ling: "That old man, how can you fall in love with him?"

Obviously he is much better than that Zhao guy, okay?Obviously he...he looks better, richer, and more attractive, okay?

Bai Ling almost didn't spit out the water in her mouth: "Huh? Old man? No way, he's only in his 30s. I think his age is just right. A man of this age is neither frivolous nor young. A man should be energetic, successful in his career, good-looking, and considerate."

Qin Yu sneered, "Don't you know that gentle surgeons are likely to be domestic violence victims."

"Huh? Isn't it?"

"How is it impossible? This is a fact. Do you know that the previous statistical survey shows that surgeons, especially male surgeons, are under a lot of pressure, and those with bad tempers are not afraid because they are venting their inner pressure. "

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