After a failed blind date, a wealthy woman tried to walk into my heart

Around 7 PM, Shen Lang was chilling on the couch watching TV.

Thanks to the central heating, the living room wasn't cold.

They'd been sweating a lot earlier, and now Xia Shuyi, in her silky blue nightgown, was bustling around the kitchen. Her graceful figure and long legs had Shen Lang hooked.

Looking at Xia Shuyi's refreshed vibe—still glowing with a slight blush—she had this mature, alluring charm that was irresistible.

"Guess it's true: the ox gets tired, but the field stays fine," Shen Lang muttered, amazed at how energetic she still was.

Older ladies like her? Absolutely lethal.

"Come here, you little rascal," Xia Shuyi teased, placing a steaming bowl of noodles in front of Shen Lang while she munched on a bright red apple.

Her satisfied gaze lingered on him, even nodding slightly in approval—like she was proud of him or something.

This was that subtle, smug look women give when they're genuinely pleased with their man.

The landlady was clearly impressed with Shen Lang's earlier "performance."

"Hey, Sis? That's all you're having for dinner? Just an apple?" Shen Lang frowned.

"I'm on a diet. You eat your noodles and stop worrying about me," she replied, her smooth white legs casually resting on the couch.

Her hourglass figure, slim waist, and long legs didn't just happen—they were the result of strict dieting and exercise.

Before meeting Shen Lang, Xia Shuyi wasn't so hard on herself. She ate three meals a day and occasionally indulged in high-calorie takeout.

But after meeting him, she'd become obsessed with maintaining her figure, watching her diet constantly to avoid gaining weight.

At her age, she knew she couldn't turn back the clock. All she had left to keep Shen Lang around was her looks and figure.

"Sis, I actually like it when girls are a bit curvier," Shen Lang said with a cheeky grin, picking up his chopsticks. "Too skinny just ain't it. Plus, it's uncomfortable."

"Just eat your noodles."

Xia Shuyi hesitated for a moment, rolling her eyes before heading back to the kitchen. Moments later, she returned with leftover cake from lunch.

Shen Lang smirked victoriously, twirling his noodles with his chopsticks and spotting a perfectly intact egg in the bowl.

Adding an egg to noodles is pretty normal.

But when someone other than your mom makes you noodles and includes a whole egg? That's a big deal.

It's this old-school tradition, especially among Xia Shuyi's generation.

If a woman makes you noodles and adds a whole egg, it's her way of saying she's serious about you.

"Eat up before it gets mushy," Xia Shuyi casually reminded him, scrolling through short videos on her phone.

With a knowing smile, Shen Lang picked up the egg, bit into it, and savored it piece by piece.

Xia Shuyi noticed from the corner of her eye, her lips curling into a satisfied smile.

...

That evening, Mengmeng ate and stayed over at her teacher's place, leaving Shen Lang and Xia Shuyi alone.

After dinner, they headed to the bathroom to take a shower together.

With steam filling the room, they looked like an old married couple, taking turns soaping each other up.

They'd been together for almost a year and had done it all. Xia Shuyi, being a mature woman, wasn't shy about something as simple as this.

"Oh yeah, Xiao Shen, are you free the day after tomorrow? I'm attending a gathering."

Using a bath sponge, she gently scrubbed Shen Lang's back. "Didn't I mention before I wanted you to meet some people? They might be helpful if you start your own business later."

"Can't do Sunday," Shen Lang said, shaking his head. "A friend of mine is throwing a birthday party, and she specifically asked me to come."

"Alright, we'll find another time," Xia Shuyi said, not pressing the matter. There'd be plenty more opportunities.

Funny enough, her gathering was also a birthday party—the 24th birthday of the richest guy in Jianghai City's daughter.

Xia Shuyi, with her wide network, was planning to use the occasion to introduce Shen Lang to a few connections.

"Xiao Shen~"

Xia Shuyi leaned against Shen Lang's back, her soft curves gently pressing against him as she smiled blissfully. "I feel so happy. If only I'd met you a few years earlier."

**1:** "If you were younger, I probably wouldn't like you—'cause I'm into older ladies."

**2:** "If you were younger, I'd still be underage. You trying to send me to jail?"

**3:** "If you were younger, your husband would still be alive. You into cheating or what?"

Feeling the warmth on his back, Shen Lang grinned. "Sis, if you were younger, I wouldn't like you."

Xia Shuyi was taken aback. "Huh? Why?"

"'Cause I like older women. Someone like you is perfect."

Shen Lang held her hand, speaking sincerely.

"You're gentle, understanding, and have life experience younger girls just don't. Why wouldn't I like you?"

He felt pretty proud of himself—this line not only addressed their age gap but also expressed his affection. Double win.

The system was truly brilliant.

Half-joking, Shen Lang added, "They say online, 'When you're young, you don't appreciate older women, and you waste your time chasing girls.'"

"Hmph, you always know what to say to make me happy," Xia Shuyi said, hugging him tighter.

"Wait, I'm not done," Shen Lang teased, turning around to gaze at her charming face. "They say, 'You can handle a fancy fur coat, but can you handle a woman who knows how to sway her hips?'"

"You little brat, where'd you learn these dirty lines?" Xia Shuyi scolded playfully, though her eyes gleamed with desire.

Soon, the bathroom echoed with the sound of tiles being... "thoroughly appreciated."