The result of the negotiation about the date was that Assistant Zhang Te was kicked out of the car midway, and Han Jingnian took Xia Wan’an to enjoy their ti alone.
They watched a movie and strolled the streets, but before they had the chance to bike around Houhai, Xia Wan’an started to feel hungry.
The place they were at was very close to the Beijing Hotel, so after leaving the mall, Han Jingnian drove straight to the Beijing Hotel.
Halfway through the al, Xia Wan’an went to the restroom. When she left the private room, the door wasn’t fully closed. By chance, soone saw Han Jingnian sitting inside through the slightly ajar door and greeted him enthusiastically, "President Han, what a coincidence! I didn’t expect to see you here..."
When Xia Wan’an returned from the restroom, she was surprised to see several additional people in the private room.
"President Han, I’ve been wanting to invite you out. We’ve never managed to schedule it. Why don’t you join us in our room? Our room is bigger."
"Yes, President Han, we’ve opened two bottles of fine wine. Why don’t you co over for a drink?"
"..."
Just as Xia Wan’an entered the room and before she could even speak, she heard Han Jingnian respond in an indifferent tone, "No, thanks. I’ve promised my wife to keep her company today."
The tone of those who had co to greet Han Jingnian again carried a slight note of regret.
"That’s too bad, then. We won’t insist on taking up President Han’s ti."
"Yes, yes, let’s not disturb President Han’s date."
"However, President Han, it’s not easy to have this chance to et you, so let at least toast to you."
Only then did Xia Wan’an notice that the few people who had co to greet them were all holding their wine glasses.
Since everyone was friends from the business world, and there might be collaborations in the future, refusing a single toast wouldn’t be courteous, so Han Jingnian took his glass and clinked it with the first person who offered a toast, then downed it in one gulp.
Little did they know, this was not the end, but the beginning, as the others also began to toast to Han Jingnian.
Han Jingnian had recently undergone surgery and the doctor had ordered him to abstain from alcohol. A small glass might have been okay, but drinking so many glasses could be a disaster, right?
However, the fact that Han Jingnian had lost his vision was always kept a secret from the public...
Seeing that they had already poured a second glass for Han Jingnian, Xia Wan’an hurried over, "Excuse , but Han Jingnian can’t hold his liquor well; he’s the type who gets knocked out after just one drink, so..."
Before Xia Wan’an could finish speaking, Han Jingnian, who had just had a drink, collapsed onto the table, motionless.
Xia Wan’an: "..."
The others, seeing this, imdiately felt embarrassed and began to apologize one after another.
Xia Wan’an put on a very magnanimous front, exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone, then saw the guests out of the private room.
When the door to the private room closed behind them, Xia Wan’an turned back to find Han Jingnian, who had been slumped over the table, now sitting upright, looking sharp and clear-eyed.
Xia Wan’an couldn’t help but laugh as she walked toward the dinner table, "President Han, well done, instantly drunk and instantly sober!"
The instantly sober President Han: "There was no choice. I couldn’t let my wife lose face."
Because Han Jingnian had a drink, they didn’t hurry to drive ho after leaving the Beijing Hotel but instead started to walk along the road.
Behind the Beijing Hotel was the middle school that Xia Wan’an and Han Jingnian had attended. After entering the school and wandering around for a while, Han Jingnian recalled what Song Youman had told him: Xia Wan’an had noticed him when she was fifteen, and at that ti, he didn’t even know who she was.
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