Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

He called over a waiter and gave each of them a menu. Yuewu looked at the brightly colored pictures on the menu and her mouth watered; it looked delicious.

This was a Western restaurant, and she didn't order much. She chose three dishes, one main course, two side dishes, and a glass of fresh juice.

Mingci didn't care about his appetite. Knowing that Yuewu was doing a food review, he casually ordered two dishes and a strawberry cake that was completely out of character for him.

The kitchen staff worked quickly, and Yuewu took the pasta from the waiter and ate it with relish. Paired with refreshing and delicious juice, she slurped it down with great satisfaction.

She was worried that Mingci would mind, so she didn't take any photos. She only took a few before the meal was served, intending to post them on the platform.

Mingci was still not very good at chatting with girls. He discussed Yuewu's future development direction, but Yuewu clearly didn't understand. These things were not as attractive as food, so she could only reply with "uh-huh".

After explaining the general direction of the project, a silence fell between the two. Mingci also temporarily put aside his thoughts, only wanting to wait for the cake to be served before continuing.

Seeing how much Yuewu enjoyed his meal, he too felt a surge of desire for food. He cut off a small piece of steak, the brown steak coated in a special sauce, the meat tender and juicy, perfectly complemented by a touch of black pepper that brought out the steak's flavor.

The two of them ate the delicious food in front of them with gusto, but Yuewu felt a little uneasy in the quiet atmosphere. Her right eyelid kept twitching, and her heart was racing.

A waiter approached with a tray. "All the meals for number 19 have been served. Please check..."

Before she could finish speaking, a figure appeared. The fast-moving waitress didn't even have time to react. She grabbed the tray tightly, but it was no use. The cute strawberry cake flew out in a smooth parabola and then crashed to the ground with a thud, instantly disfigured.

The waiter hadn't expected this unexpected incident to occur right before the cake was served. Despite his inner turmoil, he suppressed his anger and asked, "Sir, this cake fell because of you. How do you plan to resolve this?"

Jiang Yuan chuckled, pulled a wad of cash from his pocket, tossed it onto the tray, straightened his collar, and said domineeringly, "Take it, don't let it interfere with my business."

The waitress's eyes lit up when she saw the large stack of money, and her anger instantly dissipated, but she still hesitated and looked at Mingci.

Mingci knew what she wanted to say. He told the waiter to clean up the cake on the floor and take the money. After all, it was better to take his rival's money than not take it. It was a pity that his confession today was going to fall through.

Looking at the cake on the ground, a glint of light could be vaguely seen through its chaotic shape. He sighed, his eyes filled with regret.

Jiang Yuan turned his attention to the two people sitting there, his eyes filled with anger and his tone revealing disappointment, "Shen Wu! How could you go out to eat with other men behind my back? You've completely disappointed me!"

The waitress was startled by his sudden shout, but seeing the scene where anger was about to erupt, she knew her place. She wiped the floor with a rag and fled the scene as fast as she could, afraid of being implicated by Jiang Yuan.

She still felt lingering fear when she thought about Jiang Yuan's reckless rampage, but he was quick to offer compensation.

It's good to meet a rich but foolish prince.

Yuewu wasn't as happy as her. She should have realized something was wrong when she first sensed it was Jiangyuan!

He caused trouble as soon as he came out, and even knocked over Mingci's little cake.

It's a pity Mingci waited so long. She must really like desserts. She saw Mingci looking dejected as the waiter cleaned up the mess on the ground.

Seeing Jiang Yuan's clearly unfriendly attitude, she wondered, 'Is Jiang Yuan following me?'

66 quickly found out the result. It was truly unexpected that the male protagonist, who was supposed to be a world leader, would do something like sending people to follow him. They would keep watch outside the house at all times, and as soon as Yuewu went out, he would send a message to Jiangyuan, who would then rush over without stopping.

Yuewu felt a chill run down her spine. She had never experienced anything like this before, so her reaction was relatively slow, and she never imagined that Jiang Yuan would engage in such perverted behavior.

Before, I could still give him some face because of the male lead's status, but now I don't even want to look at him.

Besides, he's not even the male lead now, so he doesn't need to give him any face.

"We have absolutely no relationship. Where I go and who I'm with is none of your business."

Yuewu's disgust was written all over her face, and for some reason Jiangyuan always thought she was just throwing a tantrum and was only thinking about getting back together.

He genuinely doesn't care what others think.

Taking action blindly can only cause trouble for those around you.

"Shen Wu, what do you mean! I desperately want us to reconcile, but you're so heartless! Don't you care about our years of relationship at all?!"

The guests present, unable to contain their gossip, all pricked up their ears to listen to this complicated emotional entanglement.

"Is it because of this man?!"

It's still a story about two men and one woman, which makes it even more exciting!

Jiang Yuan pointed to Ming Ci, who was sitting to the side. Ming Ci raised his eyelids and glanced at him, his expression indifferent, not taking him seriously at all.

Jiang Yuan was also provoked by his gaze; it was a blatant provocation! How could the young master of the Jiang family tolerate this?

"What kind of look is that?!"

Jiang Yuan flew into a rage and slammed his fist on the table, sending the knives and forks flying and making a crisp clanging sound.

His once handsome face now appeared ferocious, his arms were bulging with veins, and he looked ready to fight at any moment.

Mingci already disliked him, but he wasn't afraid of his questioning. He looked directly into his eyes. The pressure from Mingci's long-standing high position made Jiang Yuan's heart skip a beat. After looking around at Mingci's clothes and overall demeanor, he realized that this man was not so simple.

He gritted his teeth, his face grim. Although he was the only son of the Jiang family and the president of Jiang's Group, the company was actually still under his mother's control. City A was full of talented people, and it was hard to say that he might be the CEO of any company.

Frustrated and with nowhere to vent his anger, he saw Mingci still preparing to continue eating his steak. Enraged, he stepped forward and flipped the plate over. A smile flashed across Mingci's indifferent face. Before Yuewu could even see clearly, he stood up, but the plate and sauce were splashed all over him.

The plate fell to the floor, shattering loudly in the restaurant, jolting the nerves of everyone present.

For his confession today, Mingci specially chose a well-fitting white shirt, which accentuated his tall and slender figure. Compared to his usual dark suits, it made him look a few years younger, softening his serious demeanor and making him appear like a considerate and gentle senior. However,

All of this was shattered by Jiang Yuan.

Yuewu couldn't stand it anymore. She said, "Just talk, why hit me and get your white shirt dirty?"

Don't you know white clothes are hard to wash?

Yuewu stood up, shoved Jiangyuan, who looked like he was about to punch her, and then showered Mingci with concern and care.

After all, they were affected because of her.

Mingci lowered his head, his eyes drooping, and pulled at his shirt to show her, pointing directly to the obvious stains, saying, "It's dirty here."

Whether she had misheard or not, Yuewu felt that his tone carried a hint of grievance.

Her newly acquainted friend was being bullied by someone she disliked, so of course she had to help her out.

Jiang Yuan, you shall die!