What was Jiang Baiwan doing?
Jiang Baiwan seemed to feel such a powerful gaze of resentment. She subconsciously looked towards the restaurant and met eyes with Ji Chen who was sitting there.
Jiang Baiwan: “……”
The oppressive force was too strong. The man’s expression seemed calm, but that gaze could almost burn Jiang Baiwan alive.
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Jiang Baiwan quickly slipped back home. She felt very strange. That man first gave her a check for no reason, and then today, gave her a complex look. That look, it was like how a father looks at his daughter, hating iron for not being steel.
Immediately, Jiang Baiwan, who had rich ability of making complex associations, had many versions of dog blood stories run in her mind.
Just as Jiang Baiwan was thinking wildly, her cell phone rang. Jiang Baiwan quickly picked it up after seeing it was Han Ling. She pressed the answer button. “Hello? Xiao Han, what’s up?”
“Stop calling me Xiao Han!” Han Ling habitually retorted before starting to talk about business. “Tomorrow, there’s a draw lots for the web show, so get ready and don’t be late.”
The location for drawing lots was set in a coffee shop, which was also in the city center. Several guests arrived in luxury cars one after another. Whether they were men or women, they were all dressed in a low-key but luxurious way, and one could tell at a glance that they were either rich or someone with status.
When Shui Lan’er got out of the car wearing a pretty little dress, she was also shocked by the few people in front of her—— Although it was just an online show, these people who were invited…… could perfectly generate talk.
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