The other party’s nickname was Nova. A few years ago, giving oneself an English name seemed quite trendy, but the hairdressing industry had single-handedly suppressed the trend of English names, contributing to cultural confidence.
After all, if you racked your brains to come up with an English name like Lorita, only to find out that your hairdresser had the same name, wouldn’t that be awkward? Nova quickly accepted the friend request and sent a message: “Your surname is Deby? Introduced by my aunt?”
“That’s right, it was introduced by Aunt Megan,” Jacob replied.
Nova: “Then let’s go through the process directly.”
Nova: “Do you have a house?”
Jacob: “No.”
Nova: “Do you have a car?”
Jacob: “Yes.”
Nova: “What brand?”
Jacob: “Mercedes-Benz.”
Nova: “I’ll tell my aunt that we’re not suitable. I hope you can cooperate.”
Jacob: “Okay.”
The blind date ended, clean and simple.
Actually, Jacob thought this matchmaking model was quite good—simple, direct, and not dragging on, saving both parties’ time. It was much better than meeting at a high-end restaurant and spending a few hundred bucks on a meal.
After finishing the conversation with Nova, Jacob received a new message, surprisingly from Karen, asking him who the woman was at the Prada store during the day.
Jacob couldn’t be bothered to reply and pretended not to see it. If it weren’t for the fact that the other party was Macy’s mother and that Macy still had feelings for her, he would have blocked her long ago.
As it approached eight o’clock, Jacob took two beautiful women, one big and one small, downstairs.
Macy, who had been dozing off while learning English, suddenly became lively after coming down, jogging ahead to show her little aunt her big car.
“Auntie, here, here!”
Macy was dancing with excitement in front of the Mercedes-Benz GLS-Class, then pointed at a row of Peppa Pig stickers on the bumper, saying, “Auntie, there’s Peppa Pig here too, it’s the one I put on with Dad.”
Lara was taken aback by the size of the GLS-Class; the car was enormous, over four meters long, and nearly two meters high, making a strong visual impact.
Then, she instinctively glanced at the car logo, which she seemed not to recognize.
Like most girls, Lara only knew the well-known brands. Naturally, she didn’t recognize a lesser-known luxurious and costly car like the Mercedes-Benz GLS-Class, which had only been on the market for a short time.
However, Lara wasn’t particularly interested in cars. She walked over to Macy, patted the girl’s little head, and cooperatively admired the Peppa Pig stickers on the bumper, commenting, “This Daddy Pig sticker is a bit crooked.”
“Hehe, that was put on by Dad.”
Macy pouted and glanced at her dad standing behind her.
“Get in the car; it’s quite cold now.”
Jacob bent down, picked up his precious daughter, and rubbed his stubbly chin against her chubby little face, asking, “Is Daddy’s sticker crooked or not?”
Macy dodged from the prickly stubble, laughing as she said, “Not crooked, not crooked at all! Daddy’s is the straightest!”
“Besides, it was Auntie who said Daddy’s was crooked; you should go poke Auntie!”
Macy was quick-witted, even knowing to point out the culprit.
However, upon hearing this, Lara’s face turned slightly red, thinking that children really do speak without restraint; how could she just poke someone like that!
Jacob felt that this daughter was worth pampering; she was a filial child! Amid the playful banter, Jacob placed his obedient daughter in the back seat, and Lara got in the car as well.
With the visibility not great at night, Lara had only noticed the car’s size when they were outside. Once inside, she realized the interior was also luxurious and looked quite expensive.
“Brother-in-law, what kind of car is this? It’s beautiful.”
Lara asked curiously.
“A foreign car, Mercedes-Benz?”
Jacob only mentioned the brand without the model, fearing that the price of over a million would scare her.
“No wonder Mercedes-Benz sells so well; the car really is beautiful!”
Lara remarked, noting that there were many different models of Benz cars in her workplace’s parking lot, though it seemed they didn’t have the one she was currently in.
However, Lara didn’t think much of it; nowadays, foreign cars were flourishing, and it was common to see models she didn’t recognize on the streets.
At this time, traffic was not too congested, and after about forty minutes, Jacob dropped Lara off at the dormitory area.
“Goodbye, Auntie.”
Macy waved goodbye to her aunt with some reluctance.
“Mm, goodbye, Macy!”
Lara kissed the little girl on the cheek, but after doing so, she suddenly remembered that before getting in the car, Jacob had rubbed his stubble on the little girl’s face for quite a while and had also kissed her twice.
