115, how about I marry you?

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"I'm here for a blind date,"

he said deliberately, looking straight at Feng Zichen.

Feng Zichen: "..."

Fuck!

Blind date?!

In that instant, a myriad of emotions galloped through Feng Zichen's heart, his heart trampled and bleeding, as if struck by lightning, unable to recover his senses.

He pondered for a long while.

He was certain the situation before him had veered off tens of thousands of miles from his original plan, not even close to touching its edges.

His confusion was not slight.

Where was Zizhuo?

Why was Ling Xize here?

What exactly was the relationship between Zizhuo and Ling Xize?

Did this asshole walk into the wrong room?!

...

All sorts of questions buzzed in his mind, but one thing was certain: the blind date was far from over.

With that thought, Comrade Feng Zichen steadied himself and returned his expression to normal.

"Coincidentally, I'm also here for a blind date,"

Feng Zichen replied calmly, as if he hadn't noticed anything amiss at all.