The Comeback of the Cannon-Fodder Supporting Actress

Chapter 752 - 736: I Am Not a Slut 47

Jiang Anan stayed at the steamed bun shop until the afternoon when Mrs. Jiang gave her a call.

"Eldest, is everything ready now?"

Jiang Anan responded intermittently: "Everything is ready."

"Alright, I’ll send you an address, hurry over, the other party has set a time. Remember to bring a lily, and they will have a red rose. Okay, be quick and don’t be late."

Mrs. Jiang hurriedly reminded her a few times.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Anan still felt somewhat awkward.

What kind of blind date were Mrs. Jiang and Aunt Jiang arranging, with a lily and a rose? What were they trying to do?

But since the elders had given their instructions, she couldn’t just not go.

So, Jiang Anan grabbed her bag, headed out to find a florist to buy a lily, and went straight to the place Mrs. Jiang had mentioned.

The place was a coffee shop Jiang Anan knew about but had never visited.

Back when she worked at a restaurant, she had heard waiters mention the place, saying how expensive their coffee was.

After arriving, Jiang Anan peeked through the glass into the interior.

She saw two men sitting not far from each other inside. One was wearing a suit and tie, looking every bit like a white-collar elite, and there was a red rose on the table in front of him.

The other man was clearly dressed in handmade clothes, the kind that included a frock-style jacket and very casual black trousers, with black cloth shoes on his feet. In front of him on the table, there was a yellow rose.

Jiang Anan glanced inside and thought about how Mrs. Jiang had mentioned that the man she was supposed to meet on the blind date would have a red rose. So, she pushed the door and went in.

After a few steps toward the elite-looking man, an elegantly dressed woman with a long skirt and expensive-looking handbag, also carrying a flower, hurriedly walked past her and sat down opposite the man.

What was going on?

Jiang Anan wondered if there had been a mix-up.

Then she saw the woman chatting and laughing with the man.

Jiang Anan looked around and noticed that the man in the old-fashioned clothes was also watching the interaction at the elite man’s table.

His eyebrows were furrowed.

Jiang Anan immediately understood the situation.

The beautifully dressed woman and the elite man weren’t mistaken; it was intentional.

Jiang Anan hadn’t dressed up for her arrival; she had come straight from the bun shop. She was in casual wear, with sneakers, her hair uncombed and without makeup, still smelling of steamed bun fillings – at a glance, she looked just like a working girl.

Next to the exquisite lady, it was clear who would be the preferred choice.

And the man with the yellow rose was also dressed plainly, the woman who was supposed to have a blind date with him probably would not fancy him. The lady must have felt some attraction towards the elite man, and since he also had a rose, she could just pretend to have misheard, mistaking the yellow rose for a red one and so continue with the mistake.

Having realized this, Jiang Anan smiled.

She didn’t walk away but instead sat down across from the other man.

"Do you mind if I sit here for a while?"

Jiang Anan asked with a smile.

The man must have come to terms with the situation too, and smiled at Jiang Anan, "Please, sit. We might as well consider ourselves fellow sufferers in this world."

He’s still in the mood for jokes, which means he probably doesn’t take this blind date too seriously.

"Jiang Anan."

Jiang Anan reached out her hand.

The gentleman also extended his hand and gently shook Jiang Anan’s: "Wei Jiaming."

Jiang Anan turned to look over there: "What’s the mood?"

Wei Jiaming raised an eyebrow: "What about you?"

Jiang Anan couldn’t help but laugh: "I’m being rushed into this, the elders at home insisted I come. I can’t refuse, but who knew the other party would judge my clothes first and person second? But since I’ve come, I can’t just turn around and leave, can I?"

Wei Jiaming called over a waiter with a smile and ordered Jiang Anan a cup of coffee: "Mutual feeling, mutual feeling."

Anning was dragged back by Mr. Jiang, his face dark with anger, pulling her through the door.

Once inside, they saw Mrs. Jiang’s face was also full of thunder.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Mr. Jiang quickly asked.

Mrs. Jiang pointed at Jiang Anan: "Ask your precious daughter, do you think it’s easy being her mother? I’ve been asking around to set her up with dates, and finally Aunt Jiang introduced her to a decent guy. How did she act? She just wore some old clothes and off she went. Just like that, a perfectly good blind date ruined."

The more Mrs. Jiang spoke, the angrier she got, pointing at Anan and asking: "I reminded you over and over, didn’t I? You agreed to dress up for the blind date, what were you thinking? Aunt Jiang told us the guy’s conditions were very good."

Anan felt wronged too: "What does it matter how good his conditions are if I don’t like him and he doesn’t like me? Besides, what you see is what you get with me, why pretend otherwise? Matches are made in heaven, and he and I are not a good match."

Mrs. Jiang, so angry she was on the verge of tears, sat down on the sofa.

Anning quickly slipped toward her room upon seeing the scene, but Mr. Jiang glared at her: "Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t discussed your matter yet."

Only then did Mrs. Jiang ask: "What’s with the second child?"

Mr. Jiang was equally infuriated discussing Anning: "Our daughters sure have grown skillful, dating in secret from us."

"What?"

Mrs. Jiang stood up in shock, pulling Anning to ask: "You’re seeing someone? Who is it? Bring him home, let your mother have a look."

Anan, too distracted to stay angry, also started bombarding Anning with questions.

Mr. Jiang sat down huffing and puffing: "You both know who it is, that Dr. Xiao from the hospital."

Mrs. Jiang’s face instantly fell: "That’s unacceptable, absolutely not, I do not agree."

Anan was too scared to say another word.

"What were you thinking?"

Mrs. Jiang demanded from Anning and then, something occurred to her: "You didn’t sneak off with someone surnamed Xiao a few days ago, did you? You didn’t... go to his home, did you?"

At this point, Anning couldn’t keep hiding the truth: "Yes."

Mrs. Jiang was furious, Mr. Jiang nearly breathless with anger: "Are you out of your mind, just following him like that, how do you expect his family to view you?"

But Anning wasn’t flustered or upset, she sat down, took a sip of water, and then said to Mr. and Mrs. Jiang: "I’m certainly not dumb. With someone like Xiao Yuan’s conditions, if I don’t hold on tight, I’ll lose my chance. Mom, Dad, you only know he’s a doctor, but do you know who his teacher is? It’s Mr. Lu, and he is a master of traditional Chinese medicine. Back in ancient times, he would have been an Imperial Physician. Xiao Yuan’s medical skills are not far behind Mr. Lu’s, and he even bought his own house before graduating, paid in full, with no debt at all. And besides, we can’t just look at money, we should also consider connections. Who will Xiao Yuan be treating in the future? Many of them are leaders. With him around, a lot of things will be easier for our family."

"And his family..."

Mrs. Jiang was concerned about Xiao Yuan’s family background.

Anning smiled: "His family is not poor. Don’t think the mountain areas are all impoverished. Xiao Yuan’s family runs a reservoir, owns some mountains, grows greenhouse vegetables, and raises a good number of pigs, along with chickens and ducks. You can’t imagine how much they earn every year. His three sisters are all helping at home now, and his family even bought each sister a house in the county. Mom, they don’t favor boys over girls."