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

Looking at Zhao Wan'er's surprised expression, Zhang Nan felt a sense of unease.

His face also darkened.

At this moment, Zhao Wan'er had already stood up. Just as she was about to leave the office, she seemed to remember something. She quickly went to her desk, took out a small mirror, and tidied her hair.

Then, under Zhang Nan's gloomy gaze, he quickly walked out of the office and headed towards the elevator.

Zhang Nan followed them out, wanting to see who exactly Zhao Wan'er valued so much.

Ding—, the elevator doors open.

Zhang Nan looked at the people in the elevator. When he saw Jiang Jinhuan's face, his pupils shrank sharply, his whole body tensed up instantly, and his face became somewhat ferocious.

Jiang Jinhuan stepped out of the elevator, exuding an air of nobility and even a touch of languor. He looked at Zhao Wan'er with the same affectionate gaze one would give a dog.

I don't know why, maybe it's because of his state of mind, but Jiang Jinhuan is a completely different person when he faces Zhao Wan'er than when he faces other people.

Perhaps his anger towards Zhang Nan also extended to Zhao Wan'er.

Zhao Wan'er looked at Jiang Jinhuan, her cheeks seeming to flush for a moment, before saying, "Come with me first!"

She didn't want to be stared at because the employees next to her were already craning their necks.

Upon arriving at the office, Jiang Jinhuan casually sat down in the chair in front of Zhao Wan'er's desk, facing her directly.

"Speak, what do you want to see me about?" Zhao Wan'er tried her best to appear calm.

Jiang Jin Huan said, "It's nothing much, I just wanted to invite Sister Wan'er to have dinner together tonight!"

Zhao Wan'er was about to agree, but hesitated for a moment before speaking.

She glanced at Zhang Nan beside her.

She had just agreed to have dinner with Zhang Nan!

Zhang Nan stepped forward and stared at Jiang Jinhuan, saying stiffly, "Jiang Jinhuan, you're too late. Miss Zhao has already agreed to have dinner with me!"

Jiang Jinhuan was taken aback for a moment, then said regretfully, "So you promised Zhang. Sigh, it seems my fate with Sister Wan'er isn't right. I wonder if you could take me with you?"

Zhang Nan said coldly, "This isn't convenient!"

Zhao Wan'er seemed about to say something more, but unexpectedly Jiang Jinhuan suddenly stood up and said, "Since that's the case, then forget it. It seems that Sister Wan'er and I are destined to be apart. I'll be leaving then!"

Jiang Jin Huan left so decisively that even Zhao Wan'er and Zhang Nan didn't have time to react.

They're leaving already?

Zhao Wan'er looked at Jiang Jinhuan as he walked out of the house, her eyes filled with disappointment for some reason.

She thought for a moment, then quickly chased after him.

Watching Zhao Wan'er chase after them, Zhang Nan trembled with anger.

His teeth were grinding together, making a loud crunching sound.

After Zhao Wan'er chased after him, she found that Jiang Jinhuan had already entered the elevator.

She watched the descending elevator and stomped her foot in annoyance.

At the same time, the head of the Zhao family also received the news.

There was nothing he could do; the group chat had exploded. His own daughter personally greeted him at the elevator entrance, which made him feel a pang of jealousy—he never received that kind of treatment.

The butler, with his hands at his sides, replied, "Yes, sir. According to news from the company, Miss's attitude towards Mr. Jiang is quite different. She instructed the front desk that she could bring him up directly without prior notice, and even waited for him at the elevator herself. The young master from the Zhang family was also present at the time, and his expression was very unpleasant."

Zhao Guodong put down his teacup and tapped his fingers lightly twice on the table.

Based on what his wife said, he assumed that Zhang Nan was the person his daughter had chosen.

But now it seems that's not the case.

Didn't my own daughter not like Jiang Jinhuan back then?

Why is he treated so differently from others now?

It was obvious that her own daughter valued Jiang Jinhuan more.

"If only I could really make Jiang Jinhuan my son-in-law! Compared to him, Zhang Nan is simply insignificant!"

……

Soon it was time to leave work.

Zhao Wan'er went to the restaurant that Zhang Nan had booked.

The restaurant was carefully selected by Zhang Nan.

The most upscale French restaurant in Jiangcheng is located on the top floor of a building by the river.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, one can see the winding river view and the city lights of thousands of homes. The crystal chandelier reflects a warm golden light, the tablecloth is as white as snow, and the silver cutlery gleams with a warm luster under the candlelight.

Zhang Nan had booked a window seat with a view, and a bottle of red wine that had been decanted beforehand was placed on the table.

He seemed both nervous and excited.

Being able to invite Zhao Wan'er out for dinner is itself a huge step forward.

He had inquired and found out that over the years, there had been many men who wanted to invite Zhao Wan'er to dinner, after all, Zhao Wan'er was a top-notch beauty.

However, almost no one could actually get Zhao Wan'er to come out.

Zhao Wan'er seemed to prefer having meals with her closest girlfriends.

The fact that the other party agreed to my invitation this time, isn't that a signal?

He rearranged the napkins again, his gaze drifting towards the door countless times!

Zhao Wan'er arrived on time.

She changed into a light pink dress, which gave her a softer look compared to the sharp suit she wore in the office during the day.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore a pair of small pearl stud earrings, making her look both radiant and understated.

Zhang Nan's eyes lit up when she saw Zhao Wan'er. She quickly stood up and pulled out a chair for her, her movements courteous: "Miss Zhao, you've arrived, please have a seat!"

"Thank you!" Zhao Wan'er sat down and looked around at her surroundings. "The restaurant is quite nice!"

Zhang Nan smiled and said, "I know you have excellent taste, Miss Zhao, so I booked this place two days in advance. The menu was also specially adjusted by the chef. Please see if it suits your taste."

He eagerly handed her the menu, which Zhao Wan'er took, flipped through a couple of pages, and nodded: "It's very good, thank you for your trouble."

Her words were polite and considerate, but Zhang Nan felt that she seemed a little absent-minded today.

His eyes kept glancing towards the doorway!

He told himself not to overthink it; Zhao Wan'er had agreed to have dinner with him, which was a good start.

As the waiter served the appetizers, Zhang Nan raised her glass to speak when she suddenly caught a glimpse of someone walking into the restaurant.

The person was wearing a thin, dark gray knit sweater, with one hand in their pocket and a phone in the other. They walked in with their head down, looking as if they had just finished reading a message.

Zhang Nan's hand, holding the wine glass, froze in mid-air, and her face suddenly turned gloomy.

The person who arrived was Jiang Jinhuan.

Jiang Jin Huan acted as if he hadn't seen them at all, and walked straight to the next table.

The table happened to be empty, so Jiang Jinhuan sat down diagonally opposite Zhao Wan'er and picked up the menu to flip through it.

Then he looked up and his gaze met Zhao Wan'er's.

"Oh, Sister Wan'er?" Jiang Jinhuan's expression seemed genuinely surprised. "What a coincidence, you're eating here too?"

Zhao Wan'er, on the other hand, who had seemed absent-minded just moments before, now had a slight smile on her lips when she saw Jiang Jinhuan, and her previous perfunctory attitude was nowhere to be seen.

"Yes, what a coincidence!"