Dear Mr. Jiang

He is a meticulous, no-nonsense ceremonial-rack design engineer. She is a novelist with an imagination that runs wild. By a stroke of fate, they added each other on WeChat. Mr. Jiang said rationally, “Let’s meet tonight.” The novelist’s heart raced. “Ah! Tonight… I have plans tonight.” Mr. Jiang’s voice remained even. “Afraid to see me?” The novelist stammered, “…N-no.” Mr. Jiang seemed to chuckle. His voice came gently and low through the phone. “See you tonight.”, Mr. Jiang: I only want to date Xiao Huan, and I only want to marry Xiao Huan., Xiao Huan: …I only want to date Mr. Jiang, and I only want to marry Mr. Jiang. --The plot is fictional. Please do not imitate.