To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

Professor Ji shook his head and did not continue the topic.

The car stopped in front of the Zhao family villa, and the two people got out and went inside.

As Professor Ji was changing his shoes, he suddenly remembered something and turned to his daughter, saying, "Oh, by the way, I'm having dinner with some people at home tomorrow, so don't make any other plans for tonight."

Zhao Wan'er was drinking water when she casually asked, "Who is it?"

"It's that student I mentioned today, the one I was discussing patent collaboration with. It's more convenient to eat at home."

Zhao Wan'er hummed in agreement, not taking it to heart.

Professor Ji reached the top of the stairs, then stopped and looked back at his daughter: "By the way, when are you bringing your boyfriend home?"

Zhao Wan'er choked on her water and coughed twice before saying, "He... he's been busy lately, he doesn't have time."

Busy? So busy you don't even have time to eat?

"Mom, they're genuinely busy, and we just started dating, so we need to take it slow."

Professor Ji looked at her, a hint of "I knew it" in his eyes, but ultimately didn't press further, only saying, "Okay, it's good that you know what's going on. But don't drag it out too long; you're not a child anymore."

Zhao Wan'er nodded perfunctorily, and only after her mother went upstairs did she lean back on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then she picked up her phone again and scrolled to the blurry screenshot she had saved.

It's a side profile of the person who saved her that day, captured by surveillance cameras. The angle isn't good, so you can't see their face clearly.

She stared at the blurry outline for a long time, then pressed her phone against her chest.

"Where are you...?" Zhao Wan'er murmured softly.

The following evening, Jiang Jinhuan arrived at the entrance of the Zhao family villa on time.

I was thinking of finding a hotel, as that would seem more formal.

He had prepared everything, but unexpectedly, Professor Ji invited him to his home to discuss matters!

This is what it means to visit someone's home.

Fortunately, Wang Shih-han was prepared in advance, and had already prepared gifts and clothes!

Wang Shih-han personally drove him to the Zhao family's house.

On the way, Wang Shihhan said, "I didn't expect you to be so famous at school. Tell me, what exactly is your relationship with that Chen Ling Shuang?"

Wang Shih-han's eyes were full of gossip.

Jiang Jinhuan looked at Wang Shihhan, who seemed determined to stir things up, and rubbed his forehead helplessly. "They're just ordinary high school classmates!"

"Would a regular high school classmate give you breakfast for two years and top up your meal card for two years?"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "I don't know, and besides, I didn't receive those things!"

Wang Shih-han said, "But their intentions were genuine; they were just sabotaged by someone in secret!"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "That's why I'm having a headache. I didn't know she would treat me like this. It wasn't like this in high school!"

Wang Shih-han said, "That's because you weren't paying attention at all!"

Jiang Jin Huan said, "Maybe, but some things can't be forced. Once it's missed, it's missed. From now on, she and I will only be classmates or friends!"

Wang Shih-han pouted, "You can think what you want, but do you even know what people are thinking?"

Before they could finish speaking, the car had already arrived at the entrance of the Zhao family's villa.

Jiang Jinhuan got out of the car, but Wang Shihan did not follow.

The other party only invited Jiang Jinhuan, which was likely a private invitation, so it wouldn't be appropriate for her to go.

She came here to act as the driver!

Jiang Jinhuan was wearing a clean dark gray sweater with a black overcoat over it, looking both noble and not so serious.

He carried two boxes of tea as a token of his respect upon arrival.

Professor Ji opened the door, and a satisfied smile spread across his face when he saw him: "You're here? Come in quickly, it's cold outside."

Jiang Jinhuan changed his shoes and walked into the living room. The villa was decorated elegantly, without being ostentatious, but it exuded taste in every detail.

Several dishes were already laid out on the restaurant table, steam rising gently.

"Sit wherever you like, make yourself at home," Professor Ji invited him to sit down.

Just then, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was a message from Zhao Wan'er: "Mom, something came up here, I'll be back later. You guys eat first, don't wait for me."

Professor Ji knew his daughter was doing this on purpose.

He sighed helplessly, "I can't control my daughter anymore!"

Jiang Jinhuan didn't care about this; his collaboration this time was actually with the school.

The one who can make the decisions is actually Professor Ji. Didn't you see that the head of the Zhao family isn't here today?

They are, after all, a wealthy and powerful family, and they have more important things to do. It's not that they look down on us, but rather that we are relatively less important!

Of course, this doesn't mean the Zhao family looks down on him; those are two different things.

Professor Ji reluctantly put down his phone, returned to the dining table, and smiled at Jiang Jinhuan: "It's alright, let's eat first, she can do her own thing."

Meanwhile, in a bar, several glamorous women were sitting together.

Zhao Wan'er put down her phone, a slight smile playing on her lips. "Hmph, you want me to go on a blind date? No way!"

Song Qingci, holding her wine glass, glanced at her best friend and said, "Now you're even afraid to go home?"

Zhao Wan'er picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and said, "I don't want to go on blind dates. This is my protest!"

Song Qingci shook her head helplessly and said, "Actually, you're not getting any younger; it's time to get married!"

Zhao Wan'er glanced at Song Qingci: "Hmph, so you have a husband now, huh? Here to show off?"

Thinking of Jiang Jin Huan, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on Song Qing Ci's lips.

Then, as if thinking of something, she sighed softly. She hadn't seen Jiang Jinhuan for a long time since the incident with Bai Zifeng.

"Hmph, I'm still your legal wife, no matter what. I refuse to believe you can hide from me forever!"

Zhao Wan'er rolled her eyes at Song Qingci's blissful expression, speechless: "Look at how worthless you are. You're supposed to be Jiangcheng's number one beautiful CEO, do you have to be so infatuated?"

Song Qingci glared at Zhao Wan'er: "Mind your own business! You single dog!"

Someone nearby chuckled and said, "Haha, that's right, you're a single dog, of course you don't know the joys of having a man!"

When Song Qingci thought of Jiang Jinhuan's powerful physique, she felt her legs trembling!

"Wan'er, your aunt is a professor, and she has a good eye for people. She would never introduce you to someone who is all show and no substance. Why don't you go and have a look?"

"Indeed, you can't keep putting it off like this. Everyone outside is saying you don't like men, you like women, and we're all afraid to go out alone with you!"

"Hahaha, yes, yes, my husband gives me weird looks whenever he hears that I'm going out to eat with you, hahaha!" One of my best friends laughed so hard she covered her stomach.

Zhao Wan'er was speechless. All she had done was dress a little androgynously.

"This is wild beauty, wild beauty, what do you know!"

Actually, my figure and face are no worse than Song Qingci's, especially my body lines, which are much more robust than Song Qingci's.

And those long legs, which look slender and strong because of years of exercise!

"Are you really not going back? What if the young man your aunt introduced to you this time is really a promising young man?" Song Qingci asked again.

"I won't go back!" Zhao Wan'er said decisively, but she was clearly hesitant.

She couldn't help but think of the person's back she had seen at Jiangcheng University.

She then shook her head. Impossible, he wouldn't be at Jiangcheng University.

Song Qingci said, "Fine, if you don't want to go back, then don't. Just don't regret it later!"

"Hmph, me regretting it? Looking across the entire Jiangcheng, which young master would I regret?"