Pampered Wife of Xavier Knight

Arya walked in with graceful strides, her cold gaze briefly examining the entire restaurant. Then, finally, her sharp eyes settled on a certain corner of a table.
Arya picked up her pace and walked over. The man who had been sitting there, waiting for quite a while, put his phone away. He looked up at Arya Johns and when he had a closer look at Arya Johns, an intense light shone in his eyes quickly.
“Mr. Rick Brown?” Her hostile and slightly raspy voice rang out, and Arya's unwavering gaze indifferently swept across the man before her.
The man looked about 30-odd years old. He wore a suit and had an ordinary appearance. One could not call him handsome. 
When he saw Arya, there was a small smile on his face, but Arya thought it looked a little garish.
The man nodded and quickly stood up. 
“Yes, I’m Rick Brown. Are you Miss Arya Johns?”
Arya acknowledged, then she pulled the chair opposite him and sat down. 
“Apologies for making you wait.” Rick sat down too. His voice sounded a little pompous. 
“It’s nothing. It’s only right and proper for men to wait on women, but it’s fine as long as there isn’t the next time. I’m sure you know about my situation, Miss Arya. I’m not too sure about your story though. It’s best if you could introduce yourself first.”
Arya nodded indifferently. 
“Let’s order first.” Then, she gestured for the waiter to take their orders.
“I’m Arya Johns. I work at Knight's Inc and I’m 26.” Arya pulled the black gloves on her hand off and tossed them aside as she spoke nonchalantly.
“Mmm, I recall that Aunty Rose had introduced you to me before. I heard that you attended the military academy and graduated from military business school.”
Rick suddenly remembered something. He paused there, then he looked profoundly towards Arya again, and continued after a while, 
“To be honest, I’m in the military myself, but I don’t want to find someone who shares the same identity as me, but I’m quite happy with your current occupation. I think that women should run a household well and be a good wife, don’t you think?”
When she heard this, Arya's beautiful, twinkling eyes suddenly revealed a stern coldness. 
While her expression did not change as she looked heartlessly at this arrogant man before her, she remained silent.
“How many times have you been in a relationship before this? Are you still a virgin?” 
The man asked once again, not finding it awkward at all.
When Arya heard him, she instantly frowned and could not help but start disliking him.
“By the looks of it, you should be. I don’t date innocent girls. They have too few life experiences and usually don’t know what they want. In fact, they are usually very easily tempted and find it hard to be loyal. Rather than being cheated on after marriage, I’d prefer to find an experienced woman,” Rick spoke without hesitation, appearing as if he had experienced a lot.
“I’m a man who prioritizes being practical. I’ve been through too much. You could say that I’ve done everything a man can, and have gone through everything a man can experience. I want to find an experienced woman to spend the rest of my life with me. I won’t be thoroughly in touch with innocent women like you. It’s not that I don’t dare to; it’s that we won’t be suitable, the reason being that simple women are unstable,” continued Rick when he saw Arya keeping quiet.
“How can one be so sure that an imperfect woman would definitely have plenty of experience? And where did you get this theory that innocent women don’t have experience, and won’t be able to resist temptation?” After a long while, Arya finally smiled coldly and said with hostility, 
“Aren’t your views a little too extreme?”
“Then let me tell you, I’ve had one-night stands, I still have a lover now. Can you accept a man like me as your husband?” Rick looked arrogantly at Arya as if such a thing was to be proud of.
“What is marriage to you?” Arya asked in reply.
“Responsibility, loyalty, and trust.”
“Then, what are you trying to imply right now? Are you trying to boast to me that you’re in huge demand? Does your so-called ‘loyalty’ and ‘trust’ allow you to go on a blind date with another woman while having one-night stands and having a lover? Mr. Brown, I can only say that you’re really the military’s best quality. Later on, I should get your commanding officer to award you with a medal and record these praises.”
Arya spoke without much emotion, but her hostile tone was akin to loose ice on the surface of a lake at the beginning of spring. It was piercing cold.
“I’m not looking for simple women. This is my pre-requisite for marriage. They are pure on the surface when, in reality, they aren’t stable at all, so they find it hard to be loyal.”
Rick seemed to be determined. His eyes seemed to be filled with resolve as he looked at Arya, yet Arya caught a flash of hidden light in his eyes.
“Then, you can continue slowly finding your socially experienced woman.” Arya nonchalantly smiled.
At this moment, the waiter had already served the dishes. Arya was not reserved at all. She picked up her chopsticks as if the man beside her did not exist.
“Are you angry, Ms. Arya? I can’t deny that the things you said earlier make some sense too, but this is just the universal pattern. My life experiences tell me that many simple women are just no good.”
“Mr. Brown, I think that you don’t have to explain these things to me right now. From the second I sat down, I already noticed that you weren’t someone I was looking for a husband. I wanted him to be at least 1.8 meters tall. If he was a serviceman, his military post must be above regiment level and his rank should be at least Lieutenant Colonel. He must be the classic Mr. Perfect. I’m very sorry that you didn’t match up to any of my standards. That means you, Mr. Rick brown, your qualifications cannot match up with mine, Arya Johns. Eating with people like you, I can always save on my meals. I’m done here. Enjoy your meal!”
Arya ignored the man’s darkened expression as she spoke coldly, 
“You’re definitely an exotic one in your regiment. It’s best if you resign when you get back. Don’t dishonor the uniform!”
Arya frowned begrudgingly as she took out a few hundred dollar notes and put them on the table. Then, she picked her gloves up from the chair and swiftly stood up before leaving.
Such a high-quality man of really exceptional quality.
She had enough!
In this past year, she had gone on tens of blind dates practically every day. Sometimes, she even had to rush for a few dates in a day. 
It was the kind of rhythm that could make one break down!
Arya dragged her fatigued body back to her apartment.
Her apartment was located by the riverside. Arya had only bought it last year. The unit was not big, at just 90 square meters with two rooms and two living rooms. It looked a little narrow, but she lived alone, so it sufficed.
The entire house used light gold as its main color scheme. With nuances of Roman design and modernity combined, it was decorated slightly lavishly and stylishly, yet it did not spill with extravagance and luxury. Instead, one could feel that there was an added warmth.
Arya poured herself a glass of water and then slowly sat down on the sofa before her tensed heart started to ease a little. She looked around to examine the empty house, and suddenly in her twinkling eyes, there were some hints of melancholy.
She sipped her water, switched on the television, and was about to pass time for a little when, at that moment, her phone buzzed from the table.
Arya subconsciously stopped what she was doing as she picked her phone up. When she saw who it was, the melancholy in her clear eyes became more intense.
“Hello? Grandfather, it’s me.” Her cold voice was infected with a mild warmth.
On the other end, there was first some coughing before the familiar aged yet concerned voice was heard.
“Arya, have you had dinner?”
“Mmm, I did. I have just returned to my apartment. It’s already quite late, Grandfather. Why aren’t you resting yet?” Arya turned down the television volume as she asked.
“Haha, I don’t have the habit of sleeping early. I just drank a few cups of tea, so I can’t sleep anyway. There’s something I need to tell you. You must execute it for me,” the worn voice continued, but this time, his resounding tone brought with it a firmness.
“My health isn’t getting better by the year. Your mother is so focused on her work, and I’m most worried about you. I’ve told you that I’ll definitely find you the best. I don’t frequently admire anyone much, so I haven’t been willing to recommend anyone for you because I keep feeling like they don’t suit you.”
When he said this, the aged voice suddenly paused, then he continued, 
“But today, I want to recommend someone to you. He’s a pretty decent and responsible person. He’s just returned from California. Since there’s a chance of you getting along, you two should meet. I’ve already arranged the venue for you this Saturday at 3:30 in the afternoon. It’s in the First Suite of the Bamboo Maple Forest Tavern. Remember, don’t be late. Regardless of how he is, you can get to know him yourself. I think that both of you might be very suitable for each other.”
When he finished, he immediately hung up. Arya did not even get to respond before the phone’s busy signal was heard.
Arya stared blankly at the screen that had already dimmed before she started to laugh bitterly and helplessly.
Now, even her grandfather was starting to worry about her marriage. What could she say to him?
Her ears started to ring with Arianna John's gentle voice again.
Arya, you’re already 26, not 16...