At the end of the day, Wen Lan was still disappointed.

After three days of running around, waves of disappointment came to her, and she had already come up with the idea of returning to Jiangcheng.

But I couldn't resist the persuasion of the interpreter, so I decided to stay and look for two more days.

Yesterday, she had promised Jiang Jingci to have dinner together, she was embarrassed to shirk it again, returned to the hotel for a short rest, and resigned to a high-end Western restaurant with Jiang Jing.

The atmosphere of the restaurant is nice with candlelight and live piano music. Wen Lan felt that even if he didn't eat, just sitting in it, all the tiredness would be swept away.

She didn't want Jiang Jingci to be too expensive, she originally wanted to order a set meal, but Jiang Jingci had to order a single order.

Ice ray with caviar, mushroom soup, beef stew with red wine, lobster pasta......

Each dish is eye-catching and exquisite, and of course the price is staggering.

When the chef in the white top hat shaved the black truffles into snowflakes and shook them onto the foie gras, Wen Lan began to fidget.

Before she came, she thought it was just an ordinary meal, but she didn't expect it to be a sky-high dinner!

When the waiter respectfully brought a bottle of red wine with a delicate wooden box, Wen Lan became more and more uneasy.

This brand is known as the "Rolls-Royce of wines", because of its good taste, small production, and its price has been among the top red wines many years ago.

The waiter originally wanted to pour wine for them, but Jiang Jingci dismissed the waiter, picked up the red wine and poured a glass for Wen Lan before pouring it for himself.

Wen Lan is not stupid, and knows that the ambiguity of many men and women starts with a glass of wine.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I've been blown by the wind for the past two days and have caught some colds, and I ate two cephalosporins today, so I can't drink alcohol."

The disappointment in Jiang Jingci's eyes flashed, and he picked up the recipe and handed it to her, "Then let's have a glass of juice, you see which one you like, I'll order it immediately."

She pointed at the recipe at random, and Jiang Jingci called the waiter and ordered a blueberry and lychee milkshake for her.

After the waiter left, the two fell silent again.

"This is too expensive, Mr. Jiang will invite me next time, I won't dare to go to the appointment." Wen Lan had nothing to say.

"It's just a meal, you don't have too much pressure because of the food." Jiang Jingci comforted, "Those who know me well know that I do the same to other friends."

She hurriedly jumped on to another topic: "When is Mr. Jiang going to return to China?"

"To tell you the truth, I'm not worried about you being here alone. I'll leave when you go." In this matter, Jiang Jingci did not hide his itinerary.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry about me, I'm going to stay here for a few days. If I delay Mr. Jiang too much, I will feel guilty."

She said it tactfully.

Jiang Jingci's face was slightly stunned, but he still patiently explained: "My concern for you is just from the position of an ordinary friend, don't think about it."

Jiang Jingci said it so clearly, she was embarrassed to pursue it further.

This expensive and exquisite dinner was a difficult torture for Wen Lan.

When Jiang Jingci didn't show her heart, she still felt very comfortable dealing with Jiang Jingci.

But since Jiang Jingci confessed to her and the two were alone, she felt uncomfortable.

Because no matter how hard Jiang Jingci's mouth is, she has always said that she is an ordinary friend, and she can see a little obsession in his inadvertent gaze.

Jiang Jingci obviously had ambitions for her, but after being rejected, not only did she stay away, but she also moved out as a friend to support the façade, she only felt embarrassed.

At this moment, she inexplicably remembered the sound of thanksgiving for a moment.

No matter how fierce the two of them were tearing their faces, she and Xie Yansheng would not have this embarrassment when they were alone.

She chalked it up to a sense of belonging to the flesh.

Xie Yansheng is the only man she has had so far, and she hates Xie Yansheng as much as she hates, but physically she is familiar to the bone.

Out of politeness, she still decided to accompany Jiang Jingci to finish dinner.

As soon as she picked up the knife and fork, her cell phone rang.

Looked, another one

A mobile phone number without a note.

She immediately guessed that it was the sound of Xie Yan, and hurriedly turned her mobile phone to silent and buckled it on the dining table.

"There are seven or eight days left before the New Year, if I can't find my aunt before the year, will I still come to Jiacheng after the year?" Jiang Jingci was afraid of being cold and provoked a topic.

"Probably not." She replied slowly.

Because Ji Minxin is most likely not in Jiacheng.

"I can see that my aunt must have loved you very much before." Jiang Jingci picked up the goblet as he spoke, shaking it.

The soft candlelight refracted through the glass on the wine, and the crimson was so magnificent that it was breathtaking, just like Jiang Jingci's surprise when he first saw Wen Lan.

She let out a sad "um".

"Send my aunt's age and physical characteristics to me on my mobile phone, and I will ask my friends here to help me inquire, maybe I can wait for good news in the next year." Jiang Jingci was talking, and the waiter brought Wen Lan's blueberry lychee milkshake.

Wen Lan picked up the spoon and stirred it gently, and said disappointedly, "If you can't find it, you won't look for it, maybe your aunt is not here at all."

"It's all up to luck to find someone, don't be in a hurry-" Before Jiang Jing finished speaking, a ringtone came from his mobile phone asking for a WeChat video.

He clicked on it, and Jiang Guan's voice immediately came out, "When will you come back, Lao Jiang?"

"It's coming." Jiang Jingci stiffened his face, looking like a strict father, "Although it's a holiday, don't patronize and play, mathematics is your shortcoming, hurry up and check and fill in the gaps."

"Yes, yes!" Jiang Guan replied impatiently, "Lao Jiang, are you alone in the restaurant?"

Jiang Jingci and Wen Lan raised their heads at the same time when they heard this, and after their eyes briefly met, Wen Lan hurriedly moved away.

"With friends." Jiang Jingci didn't reveal Wen Lan's meaning, and changed his words, "I'll call you when I get back to the hotel."

"I haven't finished my sentence yet—" Even though Jiang Guan shouted, Jiang Jingci still ended the call.

"This kid is a little skinny, but he is very considerate of me and has always supported me to remarry." Jiang Jingci glanced at Wen Lan and said with a deep smile.

Wen Lan didn't say anything.

At the end of dinner, Jiang Jingci drank a bottle of red wine, and on the way back to the hotel, there were obviously more words than when he came.

She only "um", "good" perfunctory.

The two of them came out of the elevator room of the hotel, Wen Lan unscrewed the door, and Jiang Jingci called her again.

She had a hunch that it wouldn't be what she wanted to hear, so she just stopped, not turning.

"Wen Lan, I hope you will seriously consider me." Jiang Jingci stood at the door of his room, his quiet tone revealing melancholy.

Wen Lan felt that it would hurt to say no again, so he walked into the room without answering the sound and quickly locked the door.

Jiang Jingci, who drank nearly a bottle of red wine, was already strong at this time.

Before the newly ignited enthusiasm could be answered, it was extinguished by Wen Lan's indifference.

His mind was hot, his heart was horizontal, and he knocked on Wen Lan's door!