One man.

Two men.

Three men.

...

100 men!

This was already the 100th man who had passed through the window. The blind date had not yet arrived.

Lin Su finished the third glass of orange juice and looked at the time. It was very good. The blind date was late for three hours.

"He's really a big shot."

Could it be that there was a car accident on the road? Or was it a scam when she helped the old lady cross the road? Or maybe... she didn't intend to come at all.

Humph. Lin Su touched her nose. She had been played by a stranger. She was so embarrassed that she did not want to come to this cafe anymore.

When she was about to leave, she remembered that she had the phone number of the blind man in her hand.

After thinking for a while, she dialed the number resolutely.

If he couldn't tell her the truth, he would definitely scold her if she let him off the hook!

The phone rang twice. Lin Su had already thought about what to say. "Isn't it just the Third Young Master of the Mu Family? I don't care!" Or, she said, "The blind date is late for three hours. I wish you a single your whole life!" "What's so big of a deal? One day..."

"Who is it?" A cold and impatient voice suddenly came from the other end of the line.

Lin Su was stunned. She opened her mouth. What was going on with this weird aura? She had completely forgotten what she had just thought.

"Oh... are you Mr. Hanmu?" Lin Su finally found her voice, but when she said it, she realized why she was so polite to him!

The other party was silent for a moment. Then Lin Su heard him say a word, "Yes."

The word "Hum" was even more distant, as if he was ready to hang up at any time.

Lin Su said in a hurry, "Today, you and I have an appointment to meet at the Sunshine Tavern. Why didn't you come?"

"I don't want to go." There were two simple words.

Lin Su: "..."

When she was about to say something, Mu Tinghan had already hung up the phone. Lin Su was so angry that she stood at the door of the cafe and gasped.

How could there be such an excessive man? He had waited for her for three hours, but he just said, "I don't want to go."

Lin Su gritted her teeth and called him a second time. She thought, "This time around, I can't be scared by his aura. I must make it clear!"

—

In the shooting range.

At this moment, Mu Yinhan was holding a pistol. There was a target 50 meters away. He, who had always easily hit the target's heart, was now flying out of the target because of Lin Su's second call.

A ring? It was the first time in more than 20 years. What a shame.

The phone was still ringing on the side. Lin Su obviously did not intend to stop.

Mu Yinhan looked at his phone with a glint in his eyes.

Then he suddenly raised his gun and shot it at the center of the target. It was not until he used up all the bullets inside that he glanced at the white smoke on the muzzle and threw it casually.

It was obvious that he was in a bad mood after making a zero.

It was very bad.

Mu Yinhan sat down on the rattan chair and crossed his legs casually. With a low snort, he picked up his phone and pressed the answer button.

"How did I offend you? I've been waiting for you for three hours. You should at least give me a reason not to come, right?" The woman's voice came from the phone immediately. Obviously, she was in a bad mood. "If you have no reason..."

"Ugly face." Mu Yinhan pursed his lips.

Lin Su: ... ah?

Just as he was at a loss, Mu Yinhan's deep voice slowly rang out.

"Miss Lin, in fact, I have a mirror in front of me. According to my calculation, on my irregular face, there are 18 perts on the left side of my face, and twenty-one pert on the right side. Each of them is full and full. In addition, if you are eight months pregnant in the future, you might as well compete with me in size. I don't think I will lose at all in terms of size, but if you want to compete in height, you can get a sense of superiority from me."

Lin Su: "..."

Without waiting for Lin Su's response, Mu Yinhan hung up the phone for the second time.

"Hahahaha!" Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter not far away. "Why don't you continue? I haven't heard enough. It turns out that the great Professor Mu is a short, fat, and ugly man with!"

"Song Yibai." Mu Yinhan pointed the muzzle at the man who was smiling without any image. His knife-like eyes were cold as he said slowly, "According to the principle of the bottom fire of the pistol and the external force of the golden bullet, I can cut off more than 100 strands of your hair from this angle without hurting your scalp. What do you think?"

"What do you mean?" Song Iibai quickly held his head. He didn't want to change his hairstyle into a bald one because he could really cut it. He quickly said, "I was wrong, Professor Mu. I shouldn't have eavesdropped on your phone call. I was really wrong!"

Only then did Mu Yinhan pull back the muzzle. With a low snort, he used his fingers to polish the texture of the muzzle.

"I heard that the young lady of the Lin family is both beautiful and cute. Besides, she's good at music and has a good temperament." Seeing that his hair was saved, Song Yibai breathed a sigh of relief. "Aren't you afraid of regretting it if you don't go and have a look?"

Mu Yinhan didn't comment. He shook the red wine glass and took a sip gracefully. He didn't care about Song Yibai's words at all. He still cared more about the zero he made.

For a man who was self-disciplined to the point of being a pervert, zero was obviously beyond the scope of Mu Yinhan's acceptance.

"Ah, forget it. For a person like you, even if you go on a blind date, it will be a disaster for a girl." Song Yichen was speechless with this young gunpowder expert. Mu Yinhan had never been polite to women, and it was not the first time he had seen him.

"Why don't I take you to a good place tonight?" Song Yichen patted his chest.

Mu Yinhan raised his head and glanced at him. "A good place?"

"Yes, that place is called Immortal Square. As soon as you enter it, you will be an immortal. You can do whatever you want. I'll take you to experience a woman's charm..."

"I'm not going." Before Song Yichen could finish his words, Mu Yinhan interrupted him. His face darkened even more.

For a man who had self-restraint to the point of being a pervert, the Immortal Square was clearly beyond the range of Mu Yinhan's acceptance. He stood up, flicked the barely discernible dust off his sleeves, and indifferently turned around to leave.

"Third Young Master Mu, you're 28 this year, not 78. Can you stop pretending to be decent all day long? Men have their needs. F*ck, don't tell me you like men..."

Mu Yinhan picked up the pistol that he had casually tossed away and pointed it at Song Yibai's hair. "Song Yibai, I think it's time for you to change your hairstyle."

"Ah, ah, ah, I won't say it anymore!" Song Iibai screamed. He once again nervously covered his delicate hair and let out a long breath. "You can just be your sex control. Anyway, I'm going to find my sister tonight. You won't understand the feeling of tenderness."

"Sister Xin?" Mu Yinhan raised his brows.

"What's wrong?" Song Yibai saw a flash of interest on his face.

"Okay, I'll go."