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The next evening at eight o'clock, at De Yue Hotel.
This matchmaking event was a social gathering, featuring three men and three women. Yan Xiaoqi had just settled into her seat when a familiar voice called out to her, "Xiaoqi, scoot in a bit."
She looked up in confusion and was surprised to see Jiang Yang, impeccably dressed in a tailored suit. Yan Xiaoqi frowned and asked irritably, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to keep you company for the matchmaking," Jiang Yang replied, casually opening his arms. "If you want, I can even hold you while we sit."
Yan Xiaoqi's cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger as she quickly shifted further into her seat, reluctantly making room for Jiang Yang.
During dinner, the other two women seemed glued to Jiang Yang, gazing at him with starry eyes.
The three men across from them noticed this and turned their attention to Yan Xiaoqi, bombarding her with a barrage of questions.
Yan Xiaoqi already disliked such matchmaking events and felt increasingly frustrated. But seeing the other two women constantly flirting with Jiang Yang, she could only suppress her annoyance and respond half-heartedly to their tedious inquiries.
Just then, one man audaciously let his hand sneakily reach for Yan Xiaoqi's hand.
Startled, Yan Xiaoqi was about to explode when Jiang Yang reacted swiftly, grabbing her hand and lifting it up. The untouched glass of red wine arced through the air and splashed onto the man's intrusive hand.
"She’s drunk; I’ll take her home," Jiang Yang declared firmly, pulling Yan Xiaoqi toward the exit without giving anyone a chance to protest.
"Let go! What are you causing trouble for? I came here for the matchmaking!" Yan Xiaoqi protested outside the hotel, shaking off Jiang Yang's grip and arguing with him. Although she felt grateful for his timely intervention, she was still very displeased with his presence at the event.
Jiang Yang shot her a glance and scoffed, "If I hadn’t helped you, that sweet potato of a man would have taken advantage of you. What? You’re not planning to find some random guy here just to deal with me, are you?"
"Who has time to deal with you? This matchmaking is for my mom. My boyfriend is way more handsome and accomplished than you!"
Yan Xiaoqi glared at Jiang Yang, her voice raised in protest.
Under Jiang Yang's various doubts and taunts, Yan Xiaoqi finally lost her temper. She immediately took out her phone and sent a text message to Night Wind, asking him to meet her tonight.
After confirming the address, Night Wind replied to Yan Xiaoqi, "Okay, I'll be there."
Then, Yan Xiaoqi dragged Jiang Yang along and randomly chose a restaurant to wait for Night Wind. As she casually looked up, she was horrified to realize that this was the very restaurant where she had spent that night with Jiang Yang.
Her face instantly flushed bright red, and she felt so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to hide in.
Jiang Yang was clearly reminded of the scene as well; a mischievous smile crept onto his lips as he said to her, "Did you choose this place on purpose to reminisce about our wonderful night together?"
"Shut up!" Yan Xiaoqi retorted, both shy and angry, shooting him a fierce glare.
After waiting for half an hour, Night Wind sent her another message: "Go to the eighteenth floor and wait for me. The rooftop restaurant there is quite nice; I've reserved a table."
With no other choice, Yan Xiaoqi pulled Jiang Yang along to the eighteenth floor.
However, just as the elevator reached the thirteenth floor, it suddenly came to a jarring halt with a loud clang, followed by two sharp beeping alarm sounds.
"What happened?" Yan Xiaoqi exclaimed in surprise, her voice tinged with anxiety.
Jiang Yang frowned and quickly pressed the alarm button several times, but there was no response from the intercom.
"The elevator is broken," Jiang Yang said helplessly, resigning himself to the situation.
"What do we do now?" A hint of urgency and fear crept into Yan Xiaoqi's voice.
"We can only wait for the staff to find us," Jiang Yang said, helplessly leaning against the elevator wall.
Yan Xiaoqi was extremely frustrated. She quickly opened her phone and texted Night Wind: "What a tragedy, I'm stuck in the elevator with that annoying man."
Soon after, Jiang Yang's phone chimed. Yan Xiaoqi stole a glance and saw him smiling at his screen. She couldn't help but sneer inwardly: He must be texting some girl. Even as a Director, he still acts like a lovesick teenager chasing after girls. How pathetic!
Before long, she received a message from Night Wind: "Be careful not to rekindle old flames with him. You are my wife."
"I won't! Right now, I like you the most. Hurry and come help me get rid of him."
Yan Xiaoqi quickly replied, thinking she needed to reassure Night Wind first so he could help her deal with Jiang Yang later.
"How much do you like me?" Night Wind asked again.
"I want to marry you." Since it was just an online relationship, Yan Xiaoqi decided to sweet-talk a bit, hoping that when Night Wind arrived, he would help her out of this predicament. Just as she sent the message, she suddenly noticed Jiang Yang looking at her with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"Are you proposing to me? You can't back out now," Jiang Yang said with a smirk.
"I will never back out."
Yan Xiaoqi replied curtly, but suddenly, the lights in the elevator went out with a "pop."
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