Chapter 180 Don’t You Want to Marry into a Wealthy Family?
Song Yuan’s expression became even uglier, and he gritted his teeth and said, “So you’re going to hook up with Ji Jinchuan?”

Bai Shiyan turned her head to look out the window. Her fair wrist was left with several red fingerprints due to Song Yuan’s excessive force.

Song Yuan became even more angry at her silence: “Don’t be so delusional! The Ji family is a prominent family and will never accept someone like you! Give up that idea as soon as possible!”

Bai Shiyan’s eyes bulged, and she yelled at him sharply, “I can’t get anything by following you. You keep saying you love me, but what can you do for me?”

She finally got a date with Ji Jinchuan, but he ruined it. If she could successfully hook up with Ji Jinchuan, even if it was as a secret lover, she would be willing to do so because he was rich.

With Ji Jinchuan as her financial backer, is she still afraid that her future career path will be full of thorns?
Her words completely infuriated Song Yuan. Song Yuan stepped on the accelerator hard and the car flew out like an arrow shot out of a string. Bai Shiyan was so scared that her face turned pale. She grabbed the handrail tightly, her heart filled with panic.

The green trees on both sides of the road passed by quickly, and her heart was surging. She rushed to grab the steering wheel: “Song Yuan, are you crazy?”

“Yes, I am crazy. I have been driven crazy by a vain woman like you!” Song Yuan slammed on the brakes, his face full of gloom, and the cold and sinister aura on his body seemed to freeze people. “Get out of the car. From now on, I never want to see you again!”

Bai Shiyan saw that he was serious this time and wanted to give in. She moved her lips and was about to touch him, but Song Yuan said in a very bad attitude: “Get out of the car, now, right now!”

She pushed open the car door timidly and got out. As soon as she closed the door, the car sped away, and the dust raised made her hair and face disheveled.

She stomped her feet in anger and said, Song Yuan, if you have the guts, don’t come to me again!
She took out her cell phone from her Chanel bag and called Ji Jinchuan, but no one answered.

……

The waiter brought the dishes that Shen Youran ordered, and she politely invited: “Mr. Ji, you haven’t eaten yet? How about eating together?” “Okay.” An indifferent voice came out casually from his throat.

She had originally just wanted to say something polite, but she didn’t expect that he actually agreed. While she was stunned, Ji Jinchuan walked towards the dining table with his long legs. She hurriedly followed him and sat down opposite him.

The dishes Shen Youran ordered were all based on her taste. Seeing that Ji Jinchuan didn’t move his chopsticks much, he said, “Mr. Ji, do you want to order a few more dishes?”

Ji Jinchuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then lit it: “No need.”

Shen Youran ate while glancing elsewhere out of the corner of her eye, hoping that no colleagues would see her. If they saw her having dinner with the big boss, there would be a lot of gossip.

Ji Jinchuan noticed her little move. His calm eyes were gentle and indifferent. His thin lips slowly moved. His deep and mellow voice was cool and warm: “Are you afraid of being seen by others?”

“Yes, so that people won’t say I’m greedy and vain, dreaming of marrying into a wealthy family.” Shen Youran admitted frankly, with an impeccable smile on her pretty face and a hint of tenderness between her brows.

Ji Jinchuan’s well-defined face was dull and colorless, and he glanced at the woman with gentle features.

Other women were eager to be associated with him, but she was the odd one out, afraid that others would see her with him.

He said in a playful tone, his eyes clear and cold: “You came here for a blind date today, don’t you want to marry into a wealthy family?”

(End of this chapter)