From the moment she got into the car, Wanda seemed to feel as if her nervousness had intensified tenfold. If sixty points were used to describe her previous level of nervousness, there should be no doubt that she should have broken through one hundred and twenty points and headed straight for the one hundred and fifty mark.

Don't panic, there's nothing to be nervous about, it's just a dinner party. Although she has never attended such a formal occasion when she is so old, has she never eaten pork and never seen a pig run? She has seen this kind of dinner party in the main social form of high society at least many times in TV and movie programs, it is nothing more than a link where everyone shakes hands, chats, eats and drinks, and there is nothing difficult at all......

...... Presumably.

Speaking of which, the atmosphere was also a little awkward along the way, because she had been nervous and she didn't even realize it. It seems that from the moment they got into the car, there was no communication between the two in the back seat. From the moment Michael got into the car, he drew a pale blue screen and was concentrating on something, and she peeked at it, which looked like it was a trivial matter reported to him by the various branches of the Heavenly Sword. Most of them he tossed into the recycle bin with only a cursory glance, and it was clear that there weren't many things that deserved his attention in the first place.

It's so strange to go on like this, it doesn't look like a date at all, but it has a sense of déjà vu that the boss is going to an important negotiation with his secretary...... Well, although the other party didn't say it was a date. But it didn't matter, Wanda felt the need for her to say something to open up the conversation and ease the gradually solidifying air.

Wanda thought about it until they crossed three streets before they finally held back this sentence: "Today...... The weather was pretty good, and you could see the stars at night......"

Her voice grew quieter.

It's stupid, can you be a little less creative? It's stupid, he won't answer this kind of topic at all. Besides, what age is it, how can you see the stars in New York City? I can't even stand this kind of inferior technology.

"yes, yes, yes." Michael said lightly.

Wanda blinked wide-eyed.

He actually answered? Don't...... Could it be that in fact, he has always wanted to say something, but because he is a sullen person, he doesn't know how to speak? Probably not......

But that was the end of her attempt. They didn't say anything more until the car carried them straight to their destination.

Wanda took Michael's arm and adjusted her emotions as she walked towards the venue. Easy, Wanda, you can defeat the aliens and save the world, and of course you can handle this. Observe more of what others are doing, and don't act like a local girl who has never seen the world......

This time, if the perfect score is 100 points, Wanda feels that she has the right to get 80 points. At least for the first half hour, she felt good about herself, shook hands with the ladies and gentlemen, and then tried to add some interesting topics as naturally as everyone else. For a while, she even really began to enter the role, a little bit like a lady from a famous family.

Michael was dragged into a chat by a veteran general of the military who had worked with the group many times, and Wanda wandered around the buffet table alone with a plate.

"Alone, beauty?"

Wanda turned around and saw a handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a gray suit, staring at her with an undisguised suggestive gaze.

Wanda pointed to herself: "You said me? ”

"Of course, there's no one in this hall who can get my attention but you." He smiled and said, "In fact, all the women in this world are overshadowed by your beauty." ”

Old-fashioned pick-up, textbook tone. Wanda knew of course that he was deliberately complimenting, but it must be a fake for the first time to hear someone praise herself so much and say that she was unhappy. She was a little embarrassed and said, "Thank you." But I'm not alone, I have peers ......"

"Don't be so absolute, how about giving me a chance?" The man smiled and stepped forward, gently reaching out to stroke the red hair on her cheek.

Then his wrist was violently choked, and it felt as if he was being clamped tightly by a steel pliers.

"What?" The man turned his head stiffly and saw that Michael was somehow standing between the two of them, and grabbed his wrist so hard that it was unbelievably strong.

"Pa...... Mr. Paso? The man recognized him instantly. He looked at Wanda, then at Michael, and suddenly seemed to understand something again.

This young man is also a first-class group leader in New York, the group's influence is among the best in the city, and his family has a good personal relationship with a congressman, so he can be almost unscrupulous in the whole city.

There are only a handful of forces in New York that can really hold them down. In the past, the Fisker group was one, but with the disappearance of Kim and Wilson Fisk, his power quickly collapsed, and today there is nothing to fear. And then the former Osborne group is also counted as one, but ...... Well, everyone knows what happened to the later Osben. Then there's the Rox Group, the front company used by the Hand to disguise its identity, which of course went downhill with the disappearance of the person in charge and has now been acquired by the Paso Group.

There are only two groups left that are truly at the top of New York and absolutely impossible for anyone else to provoke. One is the Stark Group – needless to say, and the other is the Paso Group.

"Ahaha, Mr. Paso, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet ...... here" The young man understood what was coming, and tried his best to alleviate the awkward situation, he turned to Wanda, "This is ......?" ”

"My name is Wanda, Wanda Maximov." Wanda politely introduced herself.

Michael gently let go of the young man's wrist, which had been pinched red by him, and added in a calm tone, "My girlfriend." ”

Said it, so naturally it was said...... Although she had already accepted this fact in her heart, the first time she heard him admit it to the others so simply and naturally, Wanda still felt her cheeks seem to turn hot.

"Oh, that's right. I do not know...... Ha, then I won't bother you. There is a chance to ...... another day Well...... Please have a meal together, yes, haha......"

The young man went sweating profusely. It stands to reason that he has been active in social situations for a long time, and his speech should be quite clever, and it shouldn't be at this level at all. But in the short period of more than ten seconds just now, although the other party's expression was natural and his tone was quite polite, he clearly felt it from the young Mr. Paso...... Murderous.

Just standing face to face with the other party made him feel like he had been squeezed dry, cold sweat soaked through his shirt, and for a moment he even had the illusion that "half a second of more nonsense will really be killed on the spot".

Wanda watched from the side in a daze, and suddenly couldn't help but laugh softly.

In the blink of an eye just now, of course she also felt that fleeting murderous aura.

Is he jealous of me?

It feels like a little proud.