就在张亦飞享受着幸福的早睡时，该死的手机又响了。

张逸飞心里一阵烦躁，这个手机对他来说，就像是一颗定时炸弹，随时都有可能爆炸，就像现在这样。

就在张逸飞安然入睡的时候，他那该死的手机又响了，对于张逸飞来说，这电话就像是一颗定时炸弹，随时都有可能爆炸，就像现在一样。

张亦飞昏昏沉沉地接起电话，明显有些不耐烦，“你是谁，叫醒我总得有个好理由，不然可要挨打了。”

打扰别人睡觉是一件极其不体贴的事情，尤其是当对方单身时。夜晚可能很孤独，当你在白天好不容易入睡时，最不想发生的事情就是被吵醒。

电话那头沉默了许久，才有一个声音回答道：“你这个小混蛋，竟敢说要打我。”

张逸飞一听到这个声音，顿时从睡意中清醒过来，这个声音他太熟悉了，是福利院老院长的声音。

张亦飞绝对不敢打老局长，那个人对他来说，就像是一个活着的祖宗一样。

“啊，不是啊，主任您误会了！我跟您开个玩笑而已，早上笑一笑，延年益寿啊……”张逸飞又开始絮叨起来。

“行了，你别废话了，你也不是小孩子了，我也该给你找个老婆了。”老导演打断他的话。

张逸飞听到这话，激动得差点从床上摔下来。老婆，多么神圣的一个词。终于轮到他了。

“导演，您对我来说就像父亲一样，不，比我的父亲还要好……”

“我不是你爸。”老局长怒吼道。

如果他真有张亦菲这样的儿子，恐怕他现在就已经英年早逝了。

"You are my father, better than my own father, even! You're even worried about my marriage. Who else would care like that if not for my real father?"

The old director was speechless. He was just trying to do something nice for Zhang Yifei by finding him a wife, but now he had somehow ended up being labeled as his father. How was this fair?

"Cut the crap and get over to the orphanage. I'm taking you to meet her." The old director was starting to feel overwhelmed. If he talked to Zhang Yifei any longer, he wasn’t sure he wouldn’t lose his temper.

"Hold on, Director, is she pretty? What's her figure like...?" Zhang Yifei started asking all sorts of questions.

"Get over here now!" The old director was fed up. Zhang Yifei sounded like a lecher.

And how was he supposed to know the girl's measurements anyway?

After hanging up, Zhang Yifei muttered to himself, "Stingy old man, won't even give me a hint. Guess I'll just have to see for myself later!"

At this moment, Zhang Yifei wasn’t concerned about who the old director was introducing him to, what she looked like, or what she did for a living. He just wanted to get himself out there as quickly as possible—being single was too painful.

Within moments, Zhang Yifei had washed up and was ready to go.

Staring at himself in the mirror, he said, "It's about time this virgin body of mine was given up, huh?"

"I just hope this female scout will see the value in this fine stallion."

The orphanage was a familiar place for Zhang Yifei, having grown up there.

"Director, I'm here! When do we leave?" Zhang Yifei shouted as soon as he entered, as if worried the old director wouldn't hear him.

The moment the children at the orphanage heard his voice, their faces lit up with joy.

"Brother Zhang Yifei!" The children greeted Zhang Yifei warmly.

Despite his carefree, mischievous nature, Zhang Yifei was very popular with the children at the orphanage. Whenever he visited, there would always be fun and treats.

But there was one person who didn't like Zhang Yifei's visits—the old director. Whenever Zhang Yifei came around, the orphanage would be thrown into chaos.

Zhang Yifei gently told the children, "Sorry, guys, I can't play with you today. I've got something important to do, but you be good and play nicely, okay?"

His voice was soft, almost tender, as if he were afraid of scaring them.

The old director watched this scene unfold and felt a warmth in his heart.

Although Zhang Yifei could be a bit of a troublemaker, he was always kind and gentle with the children.

The old director, despite often finding Zhang Yifei frustrating, couldn't help but feel a deep affection for him. Many children had left the orphanage over the years, but most had forgotten where they came from, completely cutting ties with their past. Only Zhang Yifei and Song Lishang still visited regularly, checking in often.

These were two young men who never forgot their roots. People like them were becoming increasingly rare.

After a while, Zhang Yifei still hadn’t seen the old director and began to grumble, "Director, if you don't come out soon, I'll cook all your rabbits for dinner tonight."

When the old director heard this, he gritted his teeth and stomped his foot in frustration. He had just been feeling proud of Zhang Yifei, but now the boy was back to his old tricks.

"What’s this talk of cooking my rabbits?" The old director had suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Yifei.

Zhang Yifei was startled by the sudden appearance and quickly tried to explain, "You must have misheard, Director. I said I would buy you a few more rabbits to raise, and when they’re nice and plump, we can eat them."

The old director had felt pretty good hearing the first part of Zhang Yifei's words, but by the time he got to the end, his face had turned completely dark.

Raise them, only for Zhang Yifei to cook them up later.

Sensing that the situation wasn't going as he had hoped, Zhang Yifei quickly changed the subject, "So, Director, how does my future wife look?"

Zhang Yifei wasn't too worried about anything else, like money or status. The most important thing was how she looked. If she was too unattractive, he wouldn't be able to take her out.

"Don't worry about that. Her name is Shao Ning Die."

"What? Shao Ning Die?" Now it was Zhang Yifei's turn to be shocked.

He had assumed that the old director wouldn’t know anyone significant, given that he had neither money nor power. But he never expected the director to be introducing him to Shao Ning Die.

Zhang Yifei had heard quite a bit about Shao Ning Die.

She was known as the most talented and beautiful woman in Lijiang.

There was even a saying in Lijiang: "The Shao family has a daughter, Shao Ning Die; her talents and beauty rival those of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao."

This showed what kind of woman Shao Ning Die was. Even though Zhang Yifei had never met her, the rumors said she was stunningly beautiful. In fact, among the common folk, there was a phrase: "Shao Ning Die is the Pearl of Lijiang!"

Shao Ning Die was the dream woman of every man in Lijiang.

And now, the old director was trying to set her up as his wife? This was practically setting him up to be roasted alive!

"You're not talking about the Shao Ning Die from Xuan Yi Group, are you?" Zhang Yifei couldn't believe his ears. Was such a good thing really falling into his lap?

"That's exactly who I'm talking about," the old director said with a knowing smile.

"Can I opt out?" Zhang Yifei suddenly felt a surge of apprehension. This woman seemed like someone he couldn’t handle—he might even end up being subdued by her.

The old director shook his head, enjoying the rare sight of Zhang Yifei losing his nerve. He hadn’t felt this refreshed in a long time.

“好啊，我就不信白骨魔女能收服唐三藏！”张逸飞一脸义正言辞的说道。

老局长一脸茫然地看着他，自己不过是给自己介绍个媳妇而已，张逸飞干嘛要装得跟要上刑场似的？

大多数男人都会梦想这样的机会，但对于张亦飞来说，这似乎是死刑判决。

“导演，我要是英年早逝，你一定要给我烧点美人啊！”张亦飞真的怕自己闯过丽江的真男人之后，会英年早逝。