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 birth to a son for me within a year! No daughters, please. Daughters are expensive to raise!" a man said condescendingly.

He sat in front of Corrinne Carew. He was her prospective partner during a matchmaking session. At the age of nearly 40, his hair was thinning, and he had a potbelly.

Corinne's stepmother, Lilliana Reece, was worried that Corinne might end up marrying someone good, so she 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. However, 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?" 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 down and kiss you!"

It was known to girls that when men said that their height was nearly 1.8 meters, their true measurements were only 172 centimeters at most!

Corinne rolled her eyes 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 had a majestic aura to him.

As Corinne looked up and laid eyes on him, a playful twinkle appeared in her eyes. She stood up and walk over to him.

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

The man frowned. Before he could refuse, Corinne grabbed his tie, yanked it downward, and tiptoed to give him a peck on the lips swiftly.

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

"How dare you..." The middle-aged man was embarrassed and angry. He stood up in a rage and pointed at Corinne, saying, "You wh*re! Who the hell just grabs a random man and kisses him? 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 your match here."

'That'd be perfect!' Once word of her actions got out, her stepmother Lilliana would surely have a hard time trying to matchmake her