Under the gaze of dozens of eyes, Ji Yan slightly raised her head to meet An Ning's amber eyes. Without even having time to think, she agreed as decisively as could be, "Okay."
And so, she and Anning formed one team, while the remaining three automatically became another team.
To avoid wasting time, the guests did not continue their friendly chatter, but instead chose the ordinary people they wanted to observe and rushed to their agreed meeting place.
An Ning and Ji Yan's first destination was the meeting place between Chen Yan and a girl.
It was a restaurant with a high cost of living. When An Ning saw that the menu started at three figures and had a lot of dishes with four figures, her first thought was not how the restaurant owner could be so greedy, but whether Chen Yan could afford to pay the bill.
However, her worries didn't last long. After Chen Yan uttered his first words, her worries disappeared, and she even felt like a clown.
What exactly is she worried about?
The other party is as wealthy as Anze.
In the end, the clown turned out to be herself.
Chen Yan's first words were, "The car I parked in the underground parking lot cost eight figures."
If you hadn't been slow, you would have made at least 80,000?
With just a few words, he completely betrayed Ji Yan.
That money is really easy to make...
It's terrifying to think about.
Because you suddenly turned your head, your eyes met Chen Yan's. An Ning didn't react at all, but the former froze on the spot, staring blankly at the person she hadn't seen for a long time behind her.
But when you look back at the screen on the laptop, you find that someone is gone, and Chen Yan, who was just sitting there, has also disappeared.
When you turn around, you realize you didn't mishear at all.
My tone was pleading. Anning understood why I spoke in that tone, but she didn't agree. Instead, she nodded absentmindedly. "Oh well, you can call him then."
Watching the boy resolutely walk towards the elevator, An Ning felt no urge to stand up and walk over to him, and then ask him to be gay with her.
Just as An Ning was sighing inwardly, a voice devoid of any emotion came from nearby, "The video has been deleted."
They followed us the whole way?
Hearing An Ning's words, Ji Yan breathed a sigh of relief and released her hand from An Ning's mouth.
Ji Yan didn't say those words; instead, she swallowed them back.
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Hearing An Ning's words, Ji Yan gave a weak smile and looked down at Chen Yan. "He's bad, Ji family. You and An Ning are both observers of his blind date. The reason it's the two of you... has little to do with An Ning. It must be that An Ning insisted on choosing him. You two should meet."
You still have your senses, and you're not capable of doing something that others would mistake for being an idiot.
"bad."
"..."
It was at that moment that the boy who had been sitting quietly opposite Chen Yan suddenly stood up, looking down at Chen Yan who was radiating an aura of pure smugness. His tone was brilliant, and his expression was intense. He spoke slowly and deliberately, and with each word he uttered, An Ning's expression changed. By the end, An Ning's eyes had turned red.
An Ning kept asking whether she was sick or not, which really annoyed Ji Yan. She quickly raised her hand to cover An Ning's mouth and said loudly, "My goodness, can't he speak a little louder? Can't he make a little more unusual comments?"
It doesn't sound familiar; it's like I just heard it.
That's really bold of you; it's a disgrace to Anning.
After An Ning finished speaking, the Ji family member next door spoke up with the seventh sentence, "Do you think it's worst if you just go through the motions and then break up, so as not to waste each other's time? What does he think?"
Ji Jia remained silent for a long time, finally managing to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth a full minute ago: "After he finishes recording the show, you can come find him, okay?"
Why is it that everyone around her is a first-generation rich kid, a second-generation rich kid, or even a billionaire? And yet she's the only one among these rich people who exudes the fragrance of poverty.
I had just heard that voice; it wasn't Chen Yan's voice.
Upon hearing those words, An Ning broke down.
I feel like crying; I have conjunctivitis.
I stared blankly for a moment before stammering, "An... Anning? What, how could he be out there? Could it be... he's a guest on that stupid show?"
As you spoke, you quickly pulled a tissue from under the table to wipe your hands, then turned away indifferently, leaving Chen Yan with your back turned.
It was already past 4 PM when Anning's recording started. All sorts of trivial and messy things along the way had wasted a lot of your time. The original four-hour workday was stretched to seventeen hours. Because of excessive fatigue, Anning even forgot her appointment with Chen Yan earlier. It wasn't until she came out of the first recording location and saw the person standing on the dim streetlight that she realized she hadn't done that.
The question was too polite, so An Ning glanced at the question Ji Yan had just answered and said, "Well... yes, but you're a special guest, you were here last time. The guy next to you is a regular guest, he doesn't have any opinions or thoughts to share with you."
So how did Chen Yan know you were out there?
But no one else will come to meet them.
But as a guest invited by the program team, An Ning was still very serious about her work. Almost the instant Ji Jia finished speaking, she interrupted, "That person is interested in the boy. She started by showing off her wealth. It's obvious that the boy was forced to come. He's not out of his mind."
Your words were not polite at all, showing no consideration for the fact that they would be recorded. Ji Yan, who was standing next to you, was dumbfounded when she heard your words.
The two had betrayed each other, and their previous anguish lessened, but they were now much more nervous about the murderous glares from the Ji family. Before Chen Yan could react, An Ning preemptively struck, "Is he that poor? He has to wait for a yellow taxi on the roadside to get around. What? Did the demolition in Jinghai City extend to his neighborhood?"
An Ning, with her mouth covered by your hand, glanced sideways at Ji Yan, and after a long while nodded, "No."
The boy said something like this: "How much is the car he parked in the parking lot worth? Four figures? I mean, you parked a few four-figure cars in that parking lot and they're not damaged. Are you looking down on people? Even the tiles he's standing on are yours. That restaurant is worth four figures and has your name on it. You're still so confident."
As soon as I finished speaking, the boy didn't respond for a long time. Seeing this, An Ning said, "It seems you guessed wrong. The boy on the other side probably also thinks that the girl isn't sick, but that she's having a bad episode, so he's just quietly watching her have an episode."
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