Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

Chapter 183 Don’t take soft or hard advice

Jiang Wan shook his head: "No, I went to work."

Zhong Hang said "oh", and remembered that someone in her live broadcast room said in the barrage that she sometimes shared some photos and videos on Weibo. He thought that she was shooting as a host, so he didn't pay much attention to this sentence and asked:

"Since it's not your turn, I wonder if it would be convenient for me to invite Miss Jiang to have lunch with me? There's a restaurant with a nice environment nearby, and I'd really like to invite Miss Jiang to try it together."

Jiang Wan thought for two seconds and declined: "Maybe next time. I have other plans later."

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Pan Mingqi sneered and narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't we have to eat no matter what arrangements we have? Or is Miss Jiang unwilling to give us face?"

Such words that leave no room for maneuver are enough to show how unscrupulous Pan Mingqi was in the past.

Jiang Wan frowned slightly and denied in a low voice: "I didn't mean that. Please don't force me, Mr. Pan."

Without waiting for Pan Mingqi to reply, she looked at Zhong Hang in the front row and said, "Mr. Zhong, please drop me off at the intersection ahead. It should be easy to get a taxi here. I won't waste your time."

Zhong Hang had already realized that she was not so easy to coax, so he was no longer as polite as he had been at the beginning.

"Ms. Jiang, why do you have to be so defensive against us? I'm just inviting you to have lunch with me in broad daylight. Don't think too much about it."

Seeing that he had no intention of slowing down, Jiang Wan's eyes darkened slightly. She had basically figured out the behavior of these two people, and was basically certain that today's meal would most likely not end so easily.

This is another risky move, but it is also an opportunity.

The question is how to make the most of this opportunity.

Seeing her silent and distant expression, Pan Mingqi narrowed his eyes, then suddenly raised the corners of his lips and laughed softly, "Don't be so nervous, as if I'm going to do something to you. I just simply want to have a meal with you. It's really not that serious."

"Don't you have a cell phone too? You can just report to your friends whenever you want. Hangzi should have told you my identity and name. If anything happens to you, your friends can just go to Ronghui to investigate."

Having said that, and since they were in the other car, there was really no reason for an ordinary person to engage in a head-on confrontation.

After a long silence, she took a deep breath and compromised, "Then please book a nearby restaurant. I don't have much time."

Pan Mingqi smiled: "Don't worry, it's very close."

The fact was exactly as Pan Mingqi said, and they arrived at the destination in less than five minutes.

This is indeed a very formal restaurant. Even Jiang Wan has heard of it and Shao Ting also comes here occasionally for parties.

Each private room includes a tea room, lounge, etc. The specifications are no less than those of Yilan Bay, and the decoration and configuration are all luxurious and elegant.

Most importantly, it is extremely private.

Jiang Wan was led by the waiter into a private room called "Wangyu" with the other two. They sat down at a medium-sized round table and ordered their meals. The waiter then left, and the atmosphere around them fell into a brief silence.

Zhong Hang glanced at Pan Mingqi, then his eyes fell on Jiang Wan, and he smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, do you mind calling you by your live broadcast name?"

Jiang Wan picked up the hot tea that the waiter had just poured, and pursed her lips when she heard the words: "Whatever you want."

"Okay, then I'll call you Wan Wan. When I first saw your live broadcast, I thought this name sounded pretty good and suits you very well, right, Mr. Pan?"

Pan Mingqi stared at her cheek, which was slightly tinged with pink from the tea vapor, and narrowed his eyes.

"really."

After a pause, he suddenly raised his lips and said, "Not only the name, Miss Jiang's appearance is also very pleasing to my eyes."

Jiang Wan curled the corners of his lips and didn't respond to the conversation.

However, Zhong Hang is obviously a good at adjusting the atmosphere. While serving the dishes, he continued to use the live broadcast as an entry point to talk about many topics.

During this period, Pan Mingqi didn't say much, but his eyes were like a densely woven net, entangled with Jiang Wan the whole time.

It was not until the second half of the meal that Pan Mingqi suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Actually, I'm very curious. For a female anchor like Miss Jiang, there should be a lot of big brothers who give gifts and want to meet you privately, right? I wonder how many gifts you usually have to get to meet Miss Jiang?"

Jiang Wan's eyes darkened slightly, and she was silent for a while before meeting Pan Mingqi's undisguised gaze and asked, "Mr. Pan, don't you think this question is a bit offensive?"

Pan Mingqi raised his eyes and said, "Is it an offense?"

"Okay, since I have offended Miss Jiang, I will apologize to you."

As he said this, he waved to Zhong Hang who was standing beside him and said, "Have someone open a bottle of red wine."

Jiang Wan frowned, but before she could open her mouth to stop him, Zhong Hang had already called the waiter to open a bottle of red wine, and then poured three glasses in succession in front of Jiang Wan.

Jiang Wan felt a little sarcastic in his heart and refused bluntly: "Sorry, I don't drink."

To be honest, she has never drunk a drop of alcohol until now. Shao Ting also mentioned casually that as his secretary, she does not need to toast to anyone.

Seeing that she was still unmoved by any persuasion, Pan Mingqi picked up the wine glass and shook it with a bored look, his eyes becoming increasingly gloomy as he stared at her.

"Ms. Jiang does have a personality. Even after I've said this, she still doesn't appreciate it."

Jiang Wan narrowed her eyes.

"It is true that I am ignorant. Please forgive me, Mr. Pan."

After she finished speaking, she took out her cell phone from her bag, checked the time, and said softly, "It's almost time. I have to go to work. I'm afraid I have to leave you first."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Hang on the side did not persuade her to drink the glass of red wine, but instead acted as a peacemaker.

"Wanwan, don't mind it. He just doesn't spend enough time with girls and isn't very good at talking. He doesn't have any bad intentions. He just wants to apologize to you by toasting."

"Well, Mr. Pan, drink this whole glass of red wine, and Wanwan, you drink tea instead of wine, and then we'll go home after that."

Jiang Wan looked at the half cup of black tea he had just drunk. After a moment, he slowly picked up the tea handle and looked at Pan Mingqi.

"What did Mr. Pan say?"

The seating position was so strategic that Pan Mingqi sat right next to the door, and Jiang Wan couldn't even get up and leave.

Pan Mingqi didn't argue about anything and just raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"can."

Pan Mingqi stared at her as she drank the whole drink, but Jiang Wan just took a sip and put down the cup.

The moment Jiang Wan felt the dryness rising from her lower abdomen, her heartbeat suddenly became irregular.

She suppressed her abnormality, stood up suddenly, and said softly with a steady tone: "You guys chat first, I'm going to the bathroom."

Seeing that her face was still calm, Zhong Hang couldn't help but frowned, and glanced at her mobile phone that was still on the table, and then said: "Okay, we'll wait for you and take you to where you want to go later."

This time, Jiang Wan didn't say anything about not needing to be sent off. When he was about to walk out of the private room, he was pulled into the arms by a strong force.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wan, who was on guard, slapped him in the face with his backhand.

This sudden crisp sound stunned not only Zhong Hang, but even Pan Mingqi himself.

It is true that even if the girl tried harder, the slap would not have much power, but Pan Mingqi, who had never been slapped before, still looked completely gloomy.

He sneered, pinched her slender white wrist, lifted her in front of him, and took a deep sniff at her neck.

Seeing that her eyes were indeed suddenly blurred and her body trembled, he raised the corners of his lips and said word by word: "Miss Jiang, you have sensed that something is wrong."