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Chapter 97 - 86: Do you know how to play games? Part 2

Chapter 97: Chapter 86: Do you know how to play games? Part 2

So, Mrs. Duan was really introducing her daughter?

No wonder she wanted me to spruce myself up a bit!

Mrs. Duan’s execution is truly impeccable, catching me completely off guard!

Meng Lang then thought of another issue.

How come so many episodes had collected... and none of the brothers reminded me?

Considering my influence on Duan Xian and the others was limited to that one hospital visit, it really shouldn’t have affected today’s dinner.

Did they think this matter just wasn’t worth the ink, or...

Meng Lang briefly put himself in their shoes.

Following his own thought process, this situation was like unexpectedly biting into a super sour orange, and his usual reaction would be...

"Wow, this is sweet! Here, you try one."

emm...

It was the first time he strongly condemned his own love for spectacles and lack of sympathy!

"Ding-dong!" Just then, the doorbell rang again.

"It must be Xiao Yi coming back!"

As Mrs. Duan got up to answer the door, Meng Lang went over to Duan Xian and whispered somewhat speechlessly, "Why didn’t you give me a heads-up?"

"I wanted to, but my mom didn’t give me any advance notice either!

She had a knife-like glare at my throat, how could I tip you off?"

Duan Xian said helplessly, glancing at Meng Lang’s freshly spruced up attire, he also felt a bit pained.

"I told you to ’dress up a bit,’ you didn’t catch the code, but why did you have to dress like you were coming for a blind date? Can’t we sync up a bit?"

"Nonsense! I dressed up for going home, who knew I’d walk straight into a trap!"

Meng Lang rolled his eyes.

"Xiao Yi, put your luggage down, go wash your hands and come to eat."

"Mom, I’m not eating, I’m too sleepy. I didn’t sleep well on the plane, I’m going to catch up on some sleep, and I’ll visit dad in the hospital when I wake up,"

a slightly husky voice of a young girl came from the door.

"How can that be, eat first then go sleep. We have guests today!"

"Guests? What guests?"

Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Meng Lang felt quite nervous.

Not counting that time in "Siege" with Ou Lu, this was his first official blind date of his life.

Was this unprepared first encounter about to be a wash?

The key is... the last meaningful "family misfortune" from Duan Xian last time had Meng Lang racking his brains.

If it’s not a setup by my brothers, then what if it’s a "heavyweight"...

How should I flash an awkward but polite smile and then tactfully decline Mrs. Duan’s kind gesture?

The next moment, a girl walked in.

Her gaze directly fell on Meng Lang, the only stranger present, and she paused.

Meng Lang paused as well.

This girl had fully inherited the Duan family’s superior genes, losing nothing to internet celebrities.

She was dressed in a jacket and jeans, wearing a baseball cap.

The style was somewhat androgynous, but with her figure and appearance, she could score over 95, not nearly as "flashy" as imagined.

It’s just that she wasn’t very tall, around one meter fifty something, with some dark circles under her eyes, and very pale skin, the kind that rarely sees light.

"Brother? Who is this?"

"Oh, this is my college buddy, Meng Lang. Lang Zi, this is my sister, Duan Xiaoyi."

"Uh... hello!" Meng Lang stood up and greeted her, then shot a questioning glance at Duan Xian.

Is this the "family misfortune" you mentioned?

If this is a family misfortune, wouldn’t the happiness index of families in our country plummet into the negatives?

You wouldn’t be trying to avoid being my brother-in-law by falsely reporting the situation, would you?

Duan Xian returned with a look that said, ’You’ll see for yourself.’

Xiao Yi, realizing the situation from the current scene, couldn’t be unaware of what was happening.

However, after glancing at Meng Lang and frowning a bit, she obediently sat down.

Seeing everyone seated and the atmosphere looking good, Mrs. Duan then said with a smile,

"Xiao Meng, I still need to deliver food to your uncle. You young folks just eat by yourselves, with me around you won’t be able to relax.

"Treat this as your own home, don’t be shy."

Ah Xian, you take care of Xiao Meng and your sister for me."

"Got it!"

Mrs. Duan left with a thermal box, and the atmosphere at the scene immediately became slightly awkward.

"So you’re Meng Lang?" Duan Xiaoyi looked at Meng Lang and smiled.

"I heard from my mom, thanks a lot for my dad’s matter. We’ll figure out a way to pay you back as soon as possible."

Her tone was very normal, quite polite, without any arrogance typical of young girls, which made Meng Lang even more confused.

"No need, no need. I’ve already told your aunt, that was Duan Xian’s own investment dividend."

Duan Xiaoyi glanced at Duan Xian and pouted.

"My brother? I believe he’s successful in his love life, but I’ve never seen any signs of business acumen in him."

Duan Xian twitched the corner of his mouth, "Cough! Let’s eat! Xiao Yi, you must be tired after a long day’s journey. If you’re tired, eat quickly and go to sleep in your room."

Duan Xian seemed eager to end the meal quickly.

Duan Xiaoyi gave him a look and then turned to Meng Lang.

"I guess I know what my mom means, so I’ll just be straightforward. I have a good impression of you.

You’re not like my brother who looks too insecure, and you seem very reliable.

But... do you play games?"

"Uh..." Meng Lang was stunned by this question.

Has the opening question of matchmaking turned from "Do you have a car?" "Do you have a house?" to "Can you play games?" now?

"A bit, I often played LOL with your brother in college."

"How do you compare to him?" Duan Xiaoyi pointed at Duan Xian.

"Well..."

Your brother is at least a diamond, and here I am, a bronze scrub. There’s no comparison!

Having lived through four years of college, I still hadn’t become what I wanted to be...

"Cough! My sister is an LPL competitor," Duan Xian couldn’t stand it any longer and blurted out.

Meng Lang was dumbfounded.

LPL, the League of Legends Professional League, is the highest-level LOL professional competition in the country, and also the only channel for the domestic region to advance to the annual LOL Championship and the LOL Global Finals.

"So you’re that good because you have such a formidable sister hiding at home!"

"Heh, it’s all been trained through hardships," Duan Xian said with a sigh.

"Worse than my brother, huh? Then I’m afraid we’re not suitable," Duan Xiaoyi frowned.

"Uh..."

Most people might have imagined being rejected in matchmaking for various reasons.

Ugly rejection, poor rejection, short rejection, too honest rejection...

But being rejected for not being good enough at games? This was a first for me.

On the importance of ranks...

Duan Xiaoyi casually ate a few bites of rice, yawned, looking extremely sleepy. She politely said goodbye to Meng Lang and went back to her room to sleep.

"Look, don’t mind it, my sister has very irregular habits, probably stayed up late last night again."

"It’s not that I mind that, but about having such a sister, why didn’t you tell us earlier? If you had introduced her to us sooner, would I have struggled to even reach Silver in college?"

"Uh... with your level of hand disability, even a professional might not be able to carry you..."

"Nonsense! How do you know without trying!" Meng Lang said indignantly.

"And I think your sister has a great personality, plus she’s a professional player. What luck for your family! You’re not really a sister-complex, are you?"

He looked suspiciously at Duan Xian.

"Don’t be deceived by my sister’s appearance; I’m doing this for your own good," Duan Xian said helplessly.

"Without speaking, she’s a heartthrob. Once she starts talking, she could talk you to death.

It’s only because she has a good impression of you. Otherwise, if it wasn’t for my mom introducing her to boyfriends, turning her back and walking away without a word would be the best treatment she could give."

"Really?"

"Even if it’s not true, do you think with your bronze level skills, you could ever meet my sister’s ’equal level’ matchmaking standards in this lifetime?"

"Uh..."

I admit, the prospects look pretty dim for me this lifetime.

But you can’t be too absolute about things, there are so many of my brothers, maybe one will eventually make it?