"Hello, I am Du Wenyu," said Du Wenyu, as he lifted the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. His tone was cold and devoid of any trace of joy.

"Ah, hello. I'm Mu Yumu. Are you my blind date?" Mu Yumu hugged a cushion and placed the menu in front of Du Wenyu.

Du Wenyu is a person with cleanliness obsession and compulsive disorder. His attire is neat and free of any wrinkles. He sits up straight, but his hand holds a tissue that wipes the table at least three times. He also can't help but have the urge to touch the plates and food scraps placed casually in front of Mu Yumu.

"Waiter, a glass of plain water, please." Du Wenyu said to the waiter as he set aside the menu.

"Please trouble yourself to give me another cup of sugar-free coffee." Mu Yumu nodded in response to the motionless phone in front of him, completely ignoring the scrutinizing gaze from across the table.

"If you have other matters, I think we can reschedule for another day," Du Wenyu said, knocking on the table to draw Mu Yumu's gaze.

"Hmm? No, I don't." Mu Yumu looked up and smiled at him, placing his phone aside. "I heard you can cook?"

"My profession is a surgeon, and I often have to work overtime due to the nature of my job. I rarely have the opportunity to cook, so I hope my partner can cook at home, take care of the children, and look after the elderly. Of course, I know you can't cook, but it's something that can be learned."

"I know you opened a toy shop, but let's not talk about whether it's profitable or not. After we get married, I hope you can stay at home and not show yourself, running around everywhere."

As for the financial aspect, I will take care of the monthly household expenses and you can come to me if there are other needs. I have a property in the city center, so the dowry amount doesn't really matter if we get married, but I hope the car can be provided by the woman's side.

Du Wenyu took a sip of water, and a string of words made Muyu dizzy and disoriented.

"Do you have some sort of misunderstanding?" Mu Yumu waved her hands, her long hair swaying casually with her big movements. "Are you looking for a nanny? I think you can just go to a nanny agency and find one that satisfies you."

"Your seventh aunt is so unreliable. Where did she find such a brainless person? No wonder he can't find a wife."

Sitting behind Mu Yumu, the two figures tightly wrapped up, who else could it be but Mrs. Yu Mu and Comrade Mu Guowen? Mrs. Yu poked Mu Guowen, her face filled with disbelief.

The young lady didn't say it wrong. She just wants to find a free nanny who is willing to work tirelessly, and she even said it with grandeur. Her fingers clenched into a fist, and the bones made a cracking sound.

"Hush, hush, don't make a fuss. We'll be caught in a moment and it won't end well," Ms. Yu pinched his waist, giving him a playful glare. In Mu Guowen's eyes, it was a flirtatious gesture, making his heart feel warm and fuzzy.

"I don't know where you get your confidence and superiority from." After a brief inspection from head to toe, Mu Yumo continued with her phone in hand, "I think with your qualifications, the best you can do is look for a nanny. Don't waste other people's resources and energy."

"Hello, here's your drink," the waiter said as he placed the beverage on the table. Afterward, he picked up the new product, the Blue Time, from the tray and placed it on the table.

"I want coffee, not milk. Is this your new product?" Murumoku swallowed saliva and stared fixedly at the Blue Time, unable to take his eyes off it.

"Your mother said you were polite and gentle, but it seems like it's all fake! And who do you think you are, expecting a man to cook for you? Even in this modern society, women's status is not as high as you think! With your attitude, it's no wonder you can't get married." Du Wenyu sneered, scanning Mu Yumu from head to toe with disdain in his eyes.

"She's definitely marrying me. As for people like you who have the ability to blabber here, why don't you dare to post something on the internet?"

A deep and hoarse voice sounded, instantly pulling Mu Yu Mu, who was immersed in the blue moment, back to reality, with the fluctuations of his heartstrings.

In front of me, there is a face with well-defined features. A pair of golden-rimmed glasses rests upon a tall and straight nose, concealing the coldness within the pitch-black eyes. The lips are slightly pursed, adorned with a perfectly calculated smile. Wearing a white apron, the figure has a pair of slender legs clad in pure white three-quarter shorts, revealing a glimpse of wheat-colored skin.

I saw her walking slowly towards me, bathed in the sunlight. She appeared like an angel descending from heaven, step by step, making my heart start to beat irregularly.

"Blue Time and milk are a perfect match, specially made for you. Silly girl, hurry and taste it."

Zhu Yuzhu untied the white apron wrapped around her, revealing a simple light blue shirt. There was a strong milky fragrance emanating from her body, and her dark eyes, beneath the glasses, seemed particularly gentle when they fell upon Mu Yumu.