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Chapter 107 Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour (1)_1

Chapter 107: Chapter 107 Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour Sour (1)_1

The light in the photo was very dim, but Han Jingnian easily recognized Xia Wan’an.

Even though he was not at the scene, looking at the photo, it was likely to have been quite a festive atmosphere, with dance and music, but she was, as Zhang Te described, comfortably asleep in the arms of a female friend...

Suddenly, Zhang Te felt a cold chill run down his spine. He shivered unexpectedly before sneaking a peek at Han Jingnian, noticing his dark stare fixed onto his mobile screen, his gaze so intense as if he wanted to pierce a hole through it.

He wondered if he was hallucinating, but he even felt that Han Jingnian’s gaze held a streak of envy apart from the jealousy you’d expect when someone snatched your own food...

Envy?!

This thought startled Zhang Te. After blinking his eyes, ensuring this wasn’t just his own delusion, he followed Han Jingnian’s gaze to the lady in the white dress Xia Wan’an was leaning on in the photo.

Eh?!

Zhang Te’s eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Could it be? Han Jingnian was... envious of a woman?

Thinking, Zhang Te spoke out: "Mr. Han, this girl in the white dress, I know her. She is Xia Wan’an’s childhood friend, the heiress of Song Corporation, Song Youman. They were born on the same day of the same year, shared the same desk in kindergarten, primary school, junior high, and even university. Truly inseparable since childhood, playmates from childhood..."

As Zhang Te interestingly rambled on, Han Jingnian’s expression went from bad to worse.

Zhang Te obliviously continued, revealing what he thought was valuable gossip: "Mr. Han, there’s another more important matter, I heard that Xia Wan’an and Miss Song were arranged to be married while they were still in their mother’s wombs. However, once they were born, and both of them turned out to be girls, the marriage agreement was reluctantly canceled. If Miss Song was a boy, then Xia Wan’an..."

While speaking, Zhang Te glanced at Han Jingnian, only to find the man’s gaze had already shifted onto him, and he was intently staring.

Zhang Te suddenly shut his mouth. Damn it! Could it be that Han Jingnian was being jealous over a woman? No, this was not ’being jealous’, this was completely consumed by jealousy!!

"Mr. Han, the light is green now, I, I have to start driving..." Zhang Te put away his phone, sat up straight, and focused on the road ahead.

Just as he pressed the gas pedal, Han Jingnian begrudgingly uttered: "Go to MIX."

"Yes." Listening to the tone of Han Jingnian’s voice, Zhang Te couldn’t help but feel a little sick to his stomach.

...

After Song Youman jumped onto the dance floor, Xia Wan’an, who had been asleep for the better half of the night, stretched lazily before getting up to go to the restroom.

When she returned, Ai Jiang, who had been chatting with Han Zhijin’s other friends, walked up to her and hesitantly asked: "Wan’an, I, I want to ask you for a favor."

"What’s up?" Xia Wan’an picked up her drink and handed another one to Ai Jiang.

Ai Jiang took the drink, mumbled a shy "thank you", then seemed to be unsure how to proceed.

"What’s wrong? You can tell me..." Xia Wan’an looked around and seeing that the others were quite far away, she leaned in closer to Ai Jiang.

"I, I, I..." It took Ai Jiang a good while to get to the point: "...I want to borrow some money from you."