Seeing this, Wang Congcong quickly snatched it back. "What do you mean I don't need it? Two cards aren't enough for you?"
"You're not even going over there. Only Old Wang, Old Chen, and I will use this card. Keeping it with you is a waste—hand it over."
Watching Qi Yuan and Wang Congcong bicker like kids, Jiang Cheng shook his head helplessly. "All right, cut the act. Why isn't Old Wang here today?"
At that, Chen Hao couldn't hold back a snort of laughter. He lifted his phone and said, "Haven't you checked the group chat? His parents dragged him off to a blind date the moment he was leaving the house."
Qin Fen picked up the thread: "The eldest daughter of Longyuan Real Estate—take a look. Pretty sturdy build, and five years older than Old Wang."
After speaking, Qin Fen flipped his phone around to show them.
The moment Wang Congcong saw the photo, he froze mid-sip.
Everyone knows the chairman's type: pale, young, and slim.
One glance at the picture and his brows knitted involuntarily.
He thought: This isn't finding a girlfriend—it's finding a mom.
Qi Yuan leaned in for a look. His brows twitched, but his reaction wasn't as dramatic as Wang Congcong's.
"She's seriously heavy; feels like she could crush Old Wang. Still, I think he might actually like her…"
When Qi Yuan finished, Chen Hao chimed in, "That's exactly what I said. When I saw the photo this morning I told Brother Qin that Old Wang might actually pull this off—the guy's tastes are pretty unique."
Wang Congcong shook his head, utterly lost, and cut straight to the chase.
"Like her?? Seriously? She's five years older than him! Wang Zheng's about to turn twenty-eight, so she's thirty-three? Never mind her looks—weight-wise she's got to be at least a hundred and twenty pounds. Did his family hit some kind of crisis???"
That made Jiang Cheng frown too.
Given Wang Zheng's family background, unless the woman's clan was overwhelmingly powerful, there was no need for such a match.
Chen Hao grinned gleefully and went on.
"Nope. His parents had decided to stop nagging—he still has an older brother. But recently big bro brought home a foreign girl and got her pregnant, which freaked the folks out. So they're back to arranging a 'reliable' marriage for him—hence the blind dates."
Halfway through, Chen Hao glanced at Si Nian, then continued. "When he drove me to the airport last time, he brought along… well, you all know. After rounds of setups and every suitable girl in Shanghai, Old Wang never liked one. His parents figured he must prefer older women…"
That cracked everyone up.
Jiang Cheng's brows finally relaxed. "Never saw that ending coming…"
Qin Fen added, "Don't laugh—Qi Yuan and Chen Hao could be right. With Old Wang's taste, he might actually like her."
Wang Congcong nodded. "You've got a point."
Qi Yuan wasn't having it. "Say what you want—why are you looking at me when you say it??"
The group kept laughing and teasing Wang Zheng.
Beside them, Si Nian asked softly, "Your friend really likes older women?"
The phrase "older women" made Jiang Cheng unconsciously rub his nose.
He thought of Fang Yuan, whose upkeep defied time.
The gorgeous demoness didn't look her age at all—way younger than Wang Zheng's date.
Her skin was flawless as warm jade, her gaze mature and alluring—truly distinctive.
And the women around him—Yu Xiaoxiao, Wang Yuyan—were all older than he was.
Each had her own flavor: sultry maturity, elegant charm, gentle warmth—every one irresistible.
So liking older women wasn't an issue.
The problem was that Wang Zheng and Qi Yuan seemed hooked on middle-aged women dripping "auntie vibes"… Still, Jiang Cheng defended Wang Zheng.
"They're just joking—don't listen to these pervs. He likes normal types."
Then, curious, she asked, "Jiang Cheng, what kind of girls do you like?"
Seeing the hope flicker in Si Nian's eyes as she lifted her gaze to him, Jiang Cheng cleared his throat.
After theatrical thought he said, "Long hair—big waves."
The answer flushed Si Nian's cheeks.
The corners of her mouth fought to stay down, spring blossoms blooming in her eyes.
Today her hair was long and wavy—was this an indirect confession?
It felt fast, yet she couldn't help secretly rejoicing.
Happy but flustered in front of everyone, she quipped, "So you don't like short hair?"
"Short's fine too—just as long as it's big… wavy. I like them all."
Si Nian blinked. "Oh, the key point is big waves?"
Jiang Cheng nodded solemnly. "Exactly—you've got the gist."
Low whistles rippled through the room.
Even the usually dead-serious Zheng Zhigang beside him cracked, looking enlightened.
Wang Congcong and He Youjun silently gave Jiang Cheng a thumbs-up, admiration shining in their eyes.
Thanks to the big shot "Brother Bin" for the update charm!
Thanks to big shots "Dawn&Dusk", "Hu Yanlin Who Loves Abalone Sauce", "L-Wuwang-L", and "Bamboo-Xuan Who Loves Seaweed Rolls" for the thumbs-ups!