Three months ago, on the very night she agreed to go on a blind date, this app downloaded itself onto her phone. She couldn’t delete it. It was like a curse. Whenever she thought about getting married, the System would pop up and stop her, babbling about “cultivating independent women” and waiting for the “System to match her with her destined soulmate.”
Independent? A strong, self-reliant woman? Fang Luo curled her lip. What did a woman like her need independence for? Finding a decent man to marry and living a peaceful life with him would be the greatest blessing she could ask for. What did the System know? Did it understand how humiliating it was to have relatives gossip behind her back and call her an “old maid”? Did it understand the pressure of her parents sighing in disappointment?
“System, shut up.” Fang Luo whispered to her reflection, sounding more like she was trying to convince herself. “I’m twenty-eight. I can’t waste any more time. This time, as long as his circumstances are suitable and he’s not a bad person, I’ll settle down with him.”
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