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Chapter 6 Playing in the palm of your hand

"Miss An, do you have any taboos?"

This is Wang Quan's routine. He will take the next step based on the cheongsam girl's answer!

Miss An thought for a while and replied: "I don't eat people."

Wang Quan: "..."

What the hell should I do?

He never thought that the other party would have such an answer!

"I'm kidding." Miss An said, "I don't eat coriander (yan sui)."

Wang Quan agreed: "What a coincidence, I don't eat it either. I think it always has an earthy smell."

Coriander is coriander, and Wang Quan actually enjoyed eating it.

He just hates onions.

But according to his blind date experience, he has to let the other party talk about this matter.

And there are two ways to answer.

For example, the other party asks "Do you smoke?"

Then if you are satisfied with the other person and want to continue the conversation, just say "I don't smoke anymore" or "I've stopped smoking".

If you have no intention of continuing, just say "I will quit smoking in the future, but not now."

"Mr. Wang, why do you ask this?"

Wang Quan's thinking was interrupted. He raised his head and met Miss An's confused eyes.

So he smiled and said, "Hey, next time we go to dinner together, when the waiter asks about any taboos, I can inadvertently tell you these things, and then I can make you have a better impression of me."

He shrugged, "It's a pity that we have different surnames. Otherwise, I could have asked you directly, 'In the future, do you think it would be better for the child to take his father's surname or his mother's surname?' Then I would say it is better to take his mother's surname."

This is his blind date routine, which is to directly use self-mockery to hit the mark!

Generally, as long as the other person's first impression is not too bad, they will find you interesting.

Well, this matter mainly depends on appearance.

You don’t have to be handsome, at least you shouldn’t be so ugly that the other person will be disgusted when they see your face.

"Pfft~" Miss An covered her mouth with a folding fan and chuckled, "Mr. Wang, you are so funny~"

Wang Quan probed without leaving any trace: "Then do you think I am so annoying? If you are annoying, just say so and I will change it immediately."

"Well..." Miss An tapped her chin with her folding fan, tilted her head, raised the corners of her mouth, and said softly, "I don't hate it~~"

Wang Quan was slightly startled.

Miss An's smile seemed to have shot hard in his heart, causing everything to return to zero with this loud noise.

So healing!

Think about it, when a person who looks like a royal lady says "I don't hate it~~" in a girl-like gentle tone, and looks at you with a healing smile, it's hard not to be moved.

Especially this girl's appearance has reached or even surpassed the peak of human beings.

It's hard to stand up to it.

But if you can’t stand it, you have to stand it!

"What's wrong, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Quan came back to his senses. Faced with Miss An's inquiring eyes, he smiled slightly and said, "Miss An, you are so beautiful. I have never seen a girl as beautiful as you. I'm a little uncomfortable for a while."

Then he seemed to have just come to his senses and gave the other party an apologetic look, "I was a little rude, sorry."

This move, this move is called "throwing a straight ball" plus "retreating to advance".

No matter how beautiful the girls are, they all like others to praise them.

The premise is that you are not ugly.

And Wang Quan is not only not ugly, he is even a little handsome, and he is the kind of person who looks better and better the more he looks at him.

So it’s natural that Ms. An fell into the trap:

"Mr. Wang is really good at talking~"

when--

The eleven o'clock bell rang, and Miss An smiled and said: "Mr. Wang, it's getting late. Let's talk tomorrow. You and Uncle Liu go to rest first. Uncle Liu, take Mr. Wang to the guest room to rest."

She called back.

The butler who had been standing in the shadows just stepped over, still expressionless and silent.

Wang Quan stood up and nodded to Miss An.

Just follow along, otherwise nothing will happen.

But it seems that this first meeting left a good impression, so I should be fine.

Now I just don’t know what’s going on with those “Hell Walkers”.

What they want to investigate... I already know everything about.

While thinking about it, he followed the "mute housekeeper". The moment he left the restaurant, Wang Quan heard Miss An's voice behind him:

"Mr. Wang."

Wang Quan turned around.

Miss An was sitting in the dim restaurant, and the folding fan in her hand opened again to cover the lower half of her face. There seemed to be a flash of scarlet in Danfeng's eyes:

"Don't go out at night~ And, never, never leave the Magic City~"

Wang Quan smiled and nodded, "Of course."

Looking back, he still had a smile on his face.

But I have more doubts in my heart.

Don’t go out at night? Don’t leave the Magic City?

Why?

It seems that I have to look for those "Hell Walkers" tomorrow, maybe I can use them to help me get through the thunder.

The clues to his return home...maybe lie in these two things.

When the footsteps disappeared outside the door, Miss An narrowed her eyes and whispered softly: "Mr. Wang..."

She bit her lower lip lightly with her teeth, her eyes blurred, as if she was restraining something, "Not yet..."

............

The sun rose as usual, and the six people in Wangchuan successfully survived the first night.

It was really dangerous last night. He was almost sucked dry by the girls in the pimp alley.

To be honest, his waist hurts now.

But he is only so dangerous.

Even though the remaining five people had faint dark circles and bloodshot eyes like him, they didn't sleep well either.

But the five of them were serious about being vigilant, unlike him...

But the other five people didn't say anything.

He is a newbie, and he really needs to vent his emotions when his mood is ups and downs.

Secondly, I might as well have thought of using him as bait to test the situation.

Feng Lang tried to persuade him, but he didn't listen, so Feng Lang would naturally not try again.

And it's not like he has back pain for nothing.

"Brother Feng, I asked about the elder brothers and sisters last night. The An Mansion is just at the intersection in front of you."

Yes, Wang Quan is missing and they are very worried.

But there's no chance of looking for him now. It's better to go to An's Mansion to inquire about the situation first.

Soon, they arrived at the place.

From the outside, the mansion has three floors, is cold gray, and is in the shape of a semicircle.

There is a tall camphor tree not far away.

Several people looked at each other, and the gambler looked at Wangchuan.

He meant to ask Wangchuan to go up and knock on the door.

Feng Lang frowned and took the initiative to take over the task.

The door knocked three times and opened quickly.

This is a man in his fifties wearing a Chinese tunic suit.

He looked at the six people in front of him expressionlessly. After a long while, an emotionless voice sounded, "What's the matter?"

Feng Lang's Adam's apple moved and he said warmly: "We are friends of Wang Quan. May I ask if he is here?"

"Here, wait a moment." The door was closed.

A few minutes later, the door opened again.

"Come with me." The person who opened the door was the same person just now, "Master Wang will meet you in the reception room."

Several people looked at each other and followed him through the door.

After passing through the porch and entering the main hall, the butler took them through the second door on the left.

Several people filed in, and Wang Quan was already waiting here.

He was still wearing the same suit as yesterday, but now he didn't wear a coat, only a white shirt, tie and vest.

Seeing several people coming in, Wang Quan stood up and took three steps and two steps over to give Feng Lang a warm hug.

Then he said with surprise on his face: "Feng Lang, are you back from studying abroad? We haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Feng Lang and the other six were all stunned.

He stammered: "But, didn't we just meet last night?"

"Last night? No." Wang Quan raised his eyebrows, his face full of doubts, "I was at Mansion An all the time yesterday, and I didn't see you at all."

Feng Lang and the six of them felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

If Wang Quan has been in An's Mansion, then who... was that last night?


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