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Watching Zhang Te's disheveled escape, Xia Wan'an let out a laugh.
Is he that easily scared?
She merely threatened him casually, not like she was really going to seduce him or cry sexual harassment...
Xia Wan'an pursed her lips, returned to her desk, and was just about to shut down her computer when she saw a message that Ai Jiang had sent her five minutes ago on WeChat. "Wan'an, are you free tonight?"
Xia Wan'an's hand, which was about to click the shutdown button, paused. She stared at the screen in silence for a moment, then lifted her fingertips to type a reply, "I'm about to leave work. What's up?"
Soon, Ai Jiang responded, "How about having dinner together? A new Sichuan restaurant opened near our company and it's not bad."
Xia Wan'an was just about to refuse when a new message came in on the screen.
Ai Jiang added, "By the way, I also invited Han Zhijin and Youman, but Youman said she has to dine with a client tonight and can't come."
