The Day I Kissed An Older Man

“You can quit your job after marrying me. You just need to take good care of me at our home and give me a chubby little son within a year! No daughters, please. Daughters are expensive to raise!”

How very condescending.

The man who made that remark sat in front of Corrinne Carew, and he happened to be her prospective partner during a matchmaking session. At nearly 40 years of age, his hair was thinning and he had a pot belly.

Corinne’s stepmother, Lilliana Reece, was worried that she might end up marrying someone better and so forced her to meet with this crass, middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was initially very displeased with Corinne’s dark makeup because it was really heavy on the eyeshadow, but upon seeing her slender figure and decent character, he could imagine how deliciously beautiful she would be if she stood naked in front of him.

“And how tall are you again?” he asked.

Corinne absent-mindedly stirred the coffee inside the cup and replied curtly, “A hundred and sixty-eight centimeters.”

The middle-aged man was delighted to hear her answer. “Hmm… That’s more or less the standard of a woman that’s fit for me. My height is nearly one point eight meters, so I guess that’s what they call the perfect height difference for a couple! You’d have to tiptoe whenever you kiss me in the future, but that’s not really an issue. I can still bend you over and take you from behind!”

For the record, whenever men who like to talk big say that their height is nearly 1.8 meters, their true measurements were only 172 centimeters at most!

Corinne rolled her eye-shadowed eyelids and said, “I don’t think you’re aware of how tall a man is if his woman needs to stand on her toes to kiss him.”

The middle-aged man frowned unhappily. “What do you mean by that?”

At that point, a tall and stern-looking man walked into the cafe. He was 2.8 meters tall. As Corinne looked up and laid eyes on him, a playful twinkle appeared in her eyes. She decided to get up from her chair and walk over to him.

“Hey there, handsome. Could I borrow you for a sec to demonstrate what a true height difference is?”

The man frowned. Before he could refuse, Corinne grabbed his tie, yanked it downward, and tiptoed to plant a firm kiss on his thin lips.

“See? You need to be at least as tall as him for women to stand on tiptoe and kiss you!”

random men and kisses them? I’ll tell the person who introduced us to each other about your sluttiness soon enough. Your notoriousness will soon spread within the matchmaking circle, and you’ll never be able to find

perfect!’ Once word of her actions got out, her stepmother Lilliana would surely have a hard time trying to play matchmaker

disdain, kicked the crass, big-talking man away, then waved her hand in a gesture of thanks to the tall man who ‘stood up for her’ in

there, kind sir! See you around, I guess. Bye!” She ended her sentence and turned around to leave, but

a hoarse, stern male voice reached Corinne’s ears, and an oppressive chill came up her spine. She felt

attractiveness knew

the way he styled his hair, chiseled facial features on his fair-skinned handsome face, and an

had been so worked up about the man from her blind date that she just randomly chose the tallest

if that were not enough, she could tell at a glance that there was more to him than what met the

slightly. “What do you expect me to

sullenly, and his thin lips parted open as if he was about

there’s been a change of situation! Miss Sophia’s flight was forced to turn back due to bad weather, and she won’t be able to make it into the country

after hearing this. That engagement banquet was, quite frankly, a matter of a life-and-death for his grandfather, and the

not too long ago that the old man had a heart attack that necessitated a life-saving heart transplant

to proceed with the operation on the condition that his grandson got engaged that very night

act out the plan and please

shot back impatiently and said, “Is there anything else you need, mister? Could

corners of his lips curled coldly as he said, “This young woman right

remark. He turned to look at Corinne and sized her up with a rather displeased expression. A girl who used heavy eyeliner, had unkempt hair, and dressed like a brat was hardly fit to be

she’s

my mind. We’ll go with

did not dare to object

that something was off and asked warily, “Me? Why me? What are you going to

her coldly, “I want you to take responsibility for kissing

because I kissed you? I gave you my first kiss, you know, but you