Chapter 88 Are you still watching the show?

Jiang Tingwan expressionlessly slammed the folder on Wen Nian's chest with just the right amount of force to push him away a distance.

She raised her eyes and said in a cold voice, "Goodbye, it depends on whether you can stay."

Even if he passed the interview, he would still be just an intern.

She would not bring personal emotions into work. As long as he was capable enough, it would be beneficial to the company if he stayed.

Wen Nian lowered his eyes, his gaze swept across the softly glowing pink diamond between her collarbones, and then he thought of the intimate photo, and his eyes darkened.

When he looked up again, his harmless smile returned to his face:

"Sister, I will try my best to stay."

Jiang Tingwan looked at him twice, said no more, and left.

She had to meet an important client tonight and had no time to bother with him here.

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At night, Jinyue Club.

After seeing off the client, Jiang Tingwan walked through the corridor alone.

The crystal chandelier cast mottled light and shadows, lengthening her figure.

When she passed by a half-open box, she accidentally caught a glimpse of the situation inside -

Song Zhi leaned on the sofa, his tie was loose and two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a patch of red skin on his collarbone.

A woman in a red dress was leaning towards him, her red lips almost touching his earlobe.

Jiang Tingwan didn't stop, but a playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips, ready to watch a good show.

Just at this moment, Song Zhi happened to look up, and his blurred eyes saw her through the glass.

Seeing that she looked as if it had nothing to do with her, and even stood there watching with interest with her arms folded, Song Zhi narrowed his eyes and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but loud enough for the people in the box to hear:

"Why are you here?"

There was silence in the box.

Everyone followed his gaze and someone recognized Jiang Tingwan and immediately tried to smooth things over:

"Hey, this is Mr. Song's wife!"

Jiang Tingwan narrowed her eyes.

Although she couldn't hear the voices inside, she could see everyone's eyes were on her. There was a hint of mockery in Song Zhi's eyes, as if he was laughing at her for losing more than she gained.

She never expected that this man had a dazed look and looked drunk, and she was discovered even though she only stayed there for a few seconds.

She should have left earlier. Now that she has seen it all, she has no choice but to go in. She can only be dragged into this scene by him.

She sighed to herself and pushed the door open.

As soon as she walked to Song Zhi, he pulled her and made her sit next to him.

The man put his arm around her shoulders, his breath smelled of alcohol, and his tone was intimate, ambiguous and a little seductive:

"Why did you come so late?"

He leaned close to her ear under the influence of alcohol, his warm breath hitting her neck, his voice barely audible:

"Miss Jiang has taken so much of my bonus, and you are still here watching the show?"

Jiang Tingwan turned her head and lowered her voice:

"Mr. Song, haven't you heard that a man who doesn't love himself is like rotten cabbage? You don't push me away, but you want me to be a shrew to prove that we have a good relationship?"

Song Zhi rested his forehead on her neck and chuckled softly: "You are always sharp-tongued."

"You always try to take advantage of others."

Jiang Tingwan retorted with a polite smile on her face.

To outsiders, the two of them seemed to be very intimate.

Song Zhi moved closer while helping her fix her hair:

"Are you still not leaving? Do you know who that is across the street?"

Jiang Tingwan glanced over and saw a man about fifty years old staring at them with an unclear expression.

"Ou Ya's father." Song Zhi's voice was slightly hoarse from being tipsy. "He organized the party tonight, and he came here specifically to 'give me warmth'."

Jiang Tingwan understood instantly.

The Ou family was still not giving up, thinking that Song Zhi was just looking for something new with her, so they found a woman with similar clothes to please him.

Father Ou's face looked extremely ugly at this time.

He glared at his subordinate fiercely - how did he choose the place?! He was almost successful, but Jiang Tingwan showed up at this time.

This is indeed a case of coincidence.

Originally, it seemed strange that Song Zhi directly rejected the woman, and he was thinking of other ways to get out of the situation. He didn't expect that Jiang Tingwan's appearance would just help him.

Ou Shan not only wants to sell his daughter for fame and fortune, but now he is also looking for women for him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had a bigger backer behind him, Song Zhi wouldn't have bothered to play along with him.

His subordinates were ashamed, as their rank was not high enough to attend such a high-end dinner. They had only heard of such a Miss Jiang, so how could they know so much?

"let's go."

Jiang Tingwan put on a worried expression and spoke softly, pretending to help Song Zhi up.

How could Father Ou be willing to let Song Zhi go like this? It's not easy to ask Song Zhi out. You can't always rely on your friendship with the Song family, right?

He suddenly started to speak:

"Little girl, it's against the rules to take people away early and leave behind a bunch of elders. According to our custom here, you have to drink three cups as punishment."

The waiter immediately brought three glasses of amber liquid.

Jiang Tingwan glanced at the wine bottle.

The 70-proof rum comes in a medium-sized cup, but three cups are enough to make you feel full.

She sneered to herself.

It seems these old foxes are determined not to let Song Zhi go easily.

Judging from the red corners of his eyes, he must have drunk a lot before.

It seems that I misunderstood him. He is really drunk.

She reached out for the wine glass, planning to find a chance to spit it out after the third glass, but Song Zhi raised his head and took the glass:

"Don't embarrass her, I'll do it."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank the glass.

As the strong liquor went down his throat, his Adam's apple rolled and the corners of his eyes became even redder.

Jiang Tingwan raised her eyebrows.

This person still has a conscience.

But in his current state, if he drinks two more glasses, something bad will happen.

Just as he was about to pick up the second cup, Song Zhi's other hand gently tapped her wrist.

The two people's eyes met and they reached a tacit understanding in an instant.

"Bang!"

Song Zhi's body suddenly tilted and he was about to fall forward.

The wine glass hit the ground, making a crisp shattering sound.

"Mr. Song!"

The box suddenly became chaotic.

Father Ou's face suddenly changed - they just wanted to get him drunk, but didn't want to kill anyone.

If something happened to Song Zhi, the Song family's accountability would become a bigger problem...

"Sorry, seniors. I'll take him to the hospital first."

Jiang Tingwan showed an anxious look at the right moment and helped the "unconscious" Song Zhi up.

Amid the panicked gazes of the crowd, the two finally escaped.