Frederick Laird

"Miss Tang, I like you!"
In a noisy restaurant, a sincere man with glasses confessed to an unattractive, chubby woman in front of him.
Tang Chengya was utterly socially mortified, pulling her scarf up to cover her nose and mouth, lowering her head, pushing her thick glasses up her nose, scratching her messy hair, awkward and embarrassed.
A matchmaking man faced an unattractive, fat spinster with a creepy expression.
What an extraordinary occurrence!
The restaurant patrons laughed bizarrely, amused by the scene.
"Are you… crazy…"
Tang Yajing pushed her extremely thick glasses with 1800-degree lenses up her nose and looked at the man in front of her with incredulity, as if showing concern for a disabled person.
"No, I think Miss Tang must be a virtuous wife and loving mother, a good woman who manages the household frugally!"
In the restaurant, patrons at the next table who were eavesdropping covered their mouths, snickering.
No one expected someone to confess to a woman as unattractive as a pig, dirty and disheveled. Anyone seeing Tang Chengya's fat hips, thick waist, and messy appearance would pinch their nose and retreat hastily.
The man became even more eager, passionately imagining the future, talking ambitiously, and even setting the wedding date.
Just as Tang Chengya was thinking of an excuse to refuse, suddenly, a firm and powerful voice reached her ears.
"Please stay away from my fiancée."

Military Marriage: Fiery Passion

Mrs. He was trembling with anger, even the ring on her finger shook.


Upon hearing this, He Yanming was also surprised. He had thought Tang Yajing was a gentle and lovable little lamb, but to face his mother so assertively?


"Ah! You dare to talk to me like this! Son! Look at this girl! Are you blind with infatuation? Choosing such a girl as a wife? Aside from her looks, what else is she worthy of you?"


Tang Yajing was actually somewhat pleased when she heard this: "Thank you, Auntie, for acknowledging my beauty. Since Auntie doesn't welcome me, I'll leave now."


Tang Yajing glanced at He Yanming, the corners of her mouth lifted, and she walked out of the He family's mansion, with He Yanming following closely behind.


Mrs. He saw this and clenched her fist, a grown son can't be kept at home!


Chapter 4