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Jenny
49 Wuhan, Hubei, China
Seeking: Male 45 - 55
English ability: Fluent
Cherry
59 Shenyang, Liaoning, China
Seeking: Male 60 - 86
English ability: Fluent
55 Baotou, Nei Mongol, China
Seeking: Male 51 - 66
English ability: Fluent
Rose
40 Guangzhou, Guangdong, China
Seeking: Male 34 - 82
English ability: Fluent
lili
31 Liuzhou, Guangxi, China
Seeking: Male 35 - 50
English ability: Fluent
Alina
33 Shanghai, Shanghai, China
Seeking: Male 30 - 49
English ability: Fluent
nicole
27 Shenzhen, Guangdong, China
Seeking: Male 30 - 49
English ability: Fluent
Rose
55 Beijing, Beijing, China
Seeking: Male 46 - 65
English ability: Fluent
Angel
35 Heyun, Guangdong, China
Seeking: Male 55 - 90
English ability: Fluent
Tina
35 Xi'an, Shaanxi, China
Seeking: Male 36 - 55
English ability: Fluent
张凡
59 Beijing, Beijing, China
Seeking: Male 58 - 72
English ability: Fluent
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Shuqin
40 Shanghai, Shanghai, China
Seeking: Male 25 - 45
English ability: Fluent
I live in the heart of Shanghai, where the skyline blinks . By day I’m Professor Li in the fine-arts department of a top university, guiding freshmen through color theory and grad students through thesis shows; by night I’m back in jeans and paint-spattered sneakers, charcoal under my nails, finishing my own canvases that explore the quiet tension between urban rush and inner stillness. My personal life has had its own brushstrokes of change: divorced for several years now, I share two remarkable children with my ex. My eldest, a 20-year-old daughter, is currently finishing her degree in California—she sends me photos of Pacific sunsets that inevitably end up as background references in my paintings. My nine-year-old son lives with his dad . My saturday-morning starts with yoga. I’m a true people-person: gallery openings recharge me faster than espresso, and nothing beats a long table stuffed with friends, hotpot gurgling in the middle, chopsticks dueling over the last slice of wagyu. When I need solitude, I roll out my mat at 6 a.m. vinyasa, hit the gym for a quick TRX circuit, or hop on a high-speed train to Hangzhou to sketch the tea terraces in morning fog. Travel is my other oxygen. I’ve wandered through the Louvre at dawn, gotten lost in MoMA’s abstract wing, and stood breathless inside Meow Wolf’s immersive fantasies in Santa Fe. With a fresh 10-year U.S. visa in my passport, I’m wide-open to relocation—especially to Manhattan’s electric grid of galleries, bodega coffee, and midnight neon. If you’re a kind, curious man who can appreciate both a bold oil stroke and a perfectly folded xiaolongbao, let’s swap museum membership cards and see which skyline—Shanghai or New York—looks better reflected in each other’s eyes.