“You can quit your job after marrying me. You just need to take good care of me at our home and give me a chubby little son within a year! No daughters, please. Daughters are expensive to raise!”

How very condescending.

The man who made that remark sat in front of Corrinne Carew, and he happened to be her prospective partner during a matchmaking session. At nearly 40 years of age, his hair was thinning and he had a pot belly.

Corinne’s stepmother, Lilliana Reece, was worried that she might end up marrying someone better and so forced her to meet with this crass, middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was initially very displeased with Corinne’s dark makeup because it was really heavy on the eyeshadow, but upon seeing her slender figure and decent character, he could imagine how deliciously beautiful she would be if she stood naked in front of him.

“And how tall are you again?” he asked.

Corinne absent-mindedly stirred the coffee inside the cup and replied curtly, “A hundred and sixty-eight centimeters.”

The middle-aged man was delighted to hear her answer. “Hmm… That’s more or less the standard of a woman that’s fit for me. My height is nearly one point eight meters, so I guess that’s what they call the perfect height difference for a couple! You’d have to tiptoe whenever you kiss me in the future, but that’s not really an issue. I can still bend you over and take you from behind!”

For the record, whenever men who like to talk big say that their height is nearly 1.8 meters, their true measurements were only 172 centimeters at most!

Corinne rolled her eye-shadowed eyelids and said, “I don’t think you’re aware of how tall a man is if his woman needs to stand on her toes to kiss him.”

The middle-aged man frowned unhappily. “What do you mean by that?”

At that point, a tall and stern-looking man walked into the cafe. He was 2.8 meters tall. As Corinne looked up and laid eyes on him, a playful twinkle appeared in her eyes. She decided to get up from her chair and walk over to him.

“Hey there, handsome. Could I borrow you for a sec to demonstrate what a true height difference is?”

The man frowned. Before he could refuse, Corinne grabbed his tie, yanked it downward, and tiptoed to plant a firm kiss on his thin lips.

as him for women to stand on tiptoe

the hell just grabs random men and kisses them? I’ll tell

stepmother Lilliana would surely have

snorted in disdain, kicked the crass, big-talking man away, then waved her hand in a gesture of thanks to the tall man who

around, I guess. Bye!” She ended her sentence and turned around to leave, but a palm that

to leave after kissing me without my consent?” a hoarse, stern male voice reached Corinne’s ears, and an

attractiveness knew

way he styled his hair, chiseled facial

about the man from her blind date that she just randomly chose the tallest man in sight without

really was! As if that were not enough, she could tell at a glance that there was more to him than what met the

slightly. “What do you expect me to

at Corinne sullenly, and his thin lips parted open as if he

flight was forced to turn back due to bad weather, and she won’t be able to make it into the country today.

a life-and-death for his grandfather, and the

was not too long ago that the old man had a heart attack that necessitated a life-saving heart transplant operation, but what followed was nothing

the operation on the condition that his grandson got

whom he had hired to act out the plan

on Corinne’s hand did not loosen, she shot back impatiently and said, “Is there anything else you need, mister? Could you let go of

in the depths of his black pupils. All of a sudden, the corners of his lips curled

was taken aback by the sudden remark. He turned to look at Corinne and sized her up with a rather displeased expression. A girl

she’s

made up my mind. We’ll

dare to object any

off and asked warily, “Me? Why me? What are you going

her coldly, “I want

me to take responsibility because I kissed you? I gave you my first kiss,

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