Top beauties: Beijing bigwigs gathered at Shura Field

Not long after Shao Ting got off the car, Jiang Wan also got off.

After the unprecedented entanglement just now, the ambiguous atmosphere and absurd traces that lingered in the car for a long time still made it difficult for her to face it.

It was not until she reached the corner at the edge of the parking lot that she turned on her cell phone and called Yin Xi, who had called her during the process.

The call was quickly connected, and Yin Xi's voice came from the other end: "Wanwan, are you home?"

Jiang Wan steadied his breathing before speaking softly, "Some things delayed me. I guess I'll be back a little later."

"What's wrong, Sister Xi?"

Yin Xi sighed.

"The person behind that explosive post tonight was incredibly well-prepared. Just as the public opinion on several platforms had been suppressed, someone else posted a photo on Weibo. Within ten minutes of the post, new accounts started sharing the photo, and that person immediately deactivated their account."

Jiang Wan raised the corner of her eye slightly: "What photo?"

Yin Xi hesitated for two seconds before answering, "I sent the photo to you on WeChat. It's not very clear, but...if you look closely, you can still tell it's you, and Mr. Xie."

Mr. Xie?

Xie Heng?

Jiang Wan frowned slightly as she listened to Yin Xi continue, "Among the powerful people in Beijing, Xie Heng is actually quite low-key. However, Rongqi Group is different from others after all. It's such a large internet company, and under it is a large live streaming platform like Cool Cat, so naturally there are still many people who recognize him."

"You're a Cool Cat anchor now, and you were photographed with Xie Heng, the president and chairman of Cool Cat. You can imagine how public opinion will escalate."

Jiang Wan lowered her eyes and opened WeChat. The moment she clicked on the photo, she couldn't help but pursed her lips.

It really was her and Xie Heng, and it was the day Xie Heng took her to watch the fireworks.

In the photo, she was looking up slightly at the fireworks across the river. As for Xie Heng... he was lowering his eyes as he put his black suit jacket on her.

From the photographer's perspective, it does seem a bit intimate.

Jiang Wan was not actually surprised that Meng Shuyi had a trick up her sleeve. The other party was not the type to leave any room for others. Once she got hold of any handle, she would definitely try her best to exploit it to the fullest extent, wishing that she could end her life in one fell swoop.

It's just that this photo happened to appear at this time, which is bound to cause her some trouble.

Besides this, she was even more curious. For someone like Meng Shuyi, who also grew up in the circle of power in Beijing, it was impossible for her not to know the consequences of doing this. She was also impossible for her not to know that if the Xie family investigated, it would be almost easy to find out the whole story.

In the past, Meng Shuyi was indeed quite wary of Xie Heng, but now she suddenly has the confidence to involve Xie Heng so blatantly... This is obviously a bit unreasonable.

Jiang Wan had originally wanted to wait until things were settled before telling Yin Xi about her past with the Meng family. However, seeing Yin Xi asking cautiously, she couldn't bear to make her worry too much, so she took advantage of the time when Shao Ting hadn't returned yet to bring up those things so that Yin Xi could be mentally prepared.

Yin Xi was so angry after hearing this that she gasped, "So it's the Meng family. If I remember correctly, I've met Meng Huainian twice before. At that time, a young girl working in conference reception even lamented that this Mr. Meng was over 40 and still had such a gentle and attractive appearance, but in fact he was so..."

She stopped talking halfway, remembering that Meng Huainian was Jiang Wan's biological father after all, and it would be inappropriate to say anything too harsh, so she swallowed the harsh words back.

"Now that I have a direction, I know where to start. Wanwan, when you get home tonight, just have a good rest. Leave everything here to me."

Jiang Wan pursed her lips and was about to say that she would talk to her in detail when she got back, but a man's deep voice came from behind her without any warning: "Who are you talking to?"

Jiang Wan's heart skipped a beat with fright, and she subconsciously turned around, only to meet Shao Ting's calm and deep gaze.

Fortunately, she hadn't done anything wrong at the moment, so she quickly calmed down, said hello to Yin Xi, and hung up the phone. Then she looked up at Shao Ting and explained, "This is Sister Xi, and she's also my agent as a broadcaster."

After a pause, she couldn't help but ask, "Have you... met Mr. Shen?"

She herself didn't realize that whenever she was panicked, she would subconsciously call Shao Ting by his old name.

Shao Ting frowned slightly, but didn't ask anything. He took her hand and was about to take her to the car.

Jiang Wan was very well-behaved at the moment, but suddenly remembered something. Looking at his profile, which became even clearer in the night, he asked softly, "Where's Special Assistant Jiang?"

Shao Ting didn't stop, but gave her a rare and ambiguous look, held her hand tighter, and said something.

"He will go back by himself."

Jiang Wan was so perceptive that she could almost instantly sense something from his eyes. Her originally white ears turned red. Just as she was about to say something, Shao Ting had already opened the passenger door and motioned her to get in.

She pursed her lips and swallowed her words for the time being.

However, just as she bent down to get into the car, the lane behind her suddenly lit up, followed by an extremely dull and harsh horn sound.

Jiang Wan's heart suddenly jumped, and he subconsciously looked back. The next second, his head suddenly buzzed, and the blood in his body dropped to freezing point.

The familiar black Maybach had been parked at the edge in the distance for an unknown amount of time. When she turned around, the familiar, eye-catching tall figure just got out of the car and then slammed the door shut.

The man did not come over. He slowly lowered his eyelids, and his cold gaze, like an icicle, swept across the man beside her, and slowly fell on her face.

In a moment, his thin lips curled up slightly, but his smile was more terrifying than not smiling.

"Baby, did you see whose car it is? Just get in?"