Chapter 131: The Truth About Pairing Men and Women

Don't Talk About Love When You're Lonely A petty scholar bound by rigid interpretations 1109 words 2026-03-30 15:12:22

The odds of true love were so slim. If even a blind cat could stumble upon a dead mouse, then what was truly impossible? Xiao Xiao felt helpless. Since Cai Yirou didn’t mind, what reason did she have to care?

After filling out the information, Xiao Xiao made a rough assessment of Cai Yirou’s situation: she came from a good family, had experience living and studying abroad, and had won multiple awards in talents and beauty pageants. Although she chose to be a well-to-do young lady at home after graduation, she still often attended high-society gatherings. When it came to social etiquette, Cai Yirou was probably even more adept than Xiao Xiao.

Concluding this, Xiao Xiao realized the case was both easy and difficult.

“What’s wrong?” Cai Yirou noticed the slight frown on Xiao Xiao’s face and thought something was amiss.

Xiao Xiao put down the documents and said helplessly, “To be honest, as matchmakers, all we really do is help clients with their appearance or teach them social manners. But looking at your background, I honestly don’t know what more I can do to help you.”

Hearing this as praise, Cai Yirou shook her head bashfully. “If I were truly that outstanding, I wouldn’t be worried. Have you ever heard the truth about matchmaking?”

“What?” Xiao Xiao, considering herself quite experienced in matters of love and marriage, had never heard of such a truth.

Cai Yirou rolled her eyes and flashed a cunning smile. “Top-tier men want second-tier women; second-tier men want third-tier women; third-tier men want fourth-tier women.”

She stopped mid-sentence, and Xiao Xiao quickly asked, “What about top-tier women?”

“They have no choice but to be matched with fourth-tier men.”

“Isn’t that unfair?”

“What can you do?” Cai Yirou shrugged. “At least it proves you’re a top-tier woman.”

Xiao Xiao couldn’t help but laugh. “I always thought people had to be on the same level to be together.”

Cai Yirou looked at her meaningfully. “The ‘same level’ you’re talking about is probably just family background.”

Xiao Xiao shivered for no reason. She had never considered this before. Compared to Lin Shuo, she really wasn’t on the same level. Maybe she was still in the basement while Lin Shuo was already dining in the revolving restaurant at the top floor.

The conversation with Cai Yirou left Xiao Xiao unsettled for a long time. The gap between her and Lin Shuo was so vast, so undeniable, that she couldn’t ignore it. Setting everything else aside, ever since she moved into Jasmine Tang Dynasty, many things became impossible to hide. His company was huge; he was busy giving orders every day, while she struggled under someone else’s thumb, always fearing for her job security. When it came to his family’s possessions, she often felt out of her depth—not just their function, but even the brands were unfamiliar. She had embarrassed herself more than once over this. These things might mean little to Lin Shuo, but to her, they were a generation gap. The only reason they had coexisted peacefully was that she had mistakenly placed them on the same rung. She wondered, if Lin Shuo were still the poor student he once was, would these problems even exist?

“Are you off work yet?” Lin Shuo’s call came just in time.

She glanced at the clock. “Almost.”

“I’ll be at your place in ten minutes. There’s a gathering tonight—I want to take you.”

Lin Shuo gave her no chance to refuse. Before she could speak, the line went dead. She felt a bit anxious—pouring her passion into his world, would she have to leave again because she couldn’t adapt?