Growing Fond of You, Mr Nian Chapter 1745 - Xu Baohan's cold face showed a hint of shock

Chapter 1745: Xu Baohan’s cold face showed a hint of shock

If they were to get married, the two of them would have to avoid certain topics.

After all, one was a lawsuit for the country and the other was a lawsuit for the parties involved.

What was even more difficult was that if the two of them who knew the law were to get divorced in the future, they would definitely fight to the death.

Therefore, An Lan did not hold any hope for this blind date, but at the same time, she could not fall out with the other party. It would be best if they could become friends in the end.

The location of the blind date was a vegetarian restaurant.

The other party probably got An Lan’s number from Ji Jia. At twelve o’clock, he sent a Wechat message to An Lan: “I’m here, Table 12.”.

An Lan pondered over this phone call. She was actually not familiar with it at all. Logically speaking, she should have a number for many prosecutors in the procuratorate. After all, although Xia City was big, the legal network was indeed small.

An Lan had previously studied at Xia city’s University of Political Science and Law for two years. Later on, she studied overseas. Many of her friends who did not study abroad finished their studies at Xia City. Some of them entered the local procuratorate or court, and some became lawyers. Later on, they returned to the country for a gathering, a group of people of similar age often brought friends along. After meeting several times, they had become more familiar with each other.

It was just that she had never seen this number before.

After parking the car, An Lan walked straight in. The environment inside was not bad.

The waiter told her the location of Table 12. From afar, An Lan could see the figure of a man sitting on the seat with his back facing her. The man was wearing a white s.h.i.+rt, and a gray suit was placed on the chair beside him. However, looking at the man’s broad shoulders, she could sense his elegant and n.o.ble temperament. The sun was s.h.i.+ning on him, and he gave people the illusion that he was s.h.i.+ning even without looking at his face.

An Lan glanced at the waitress who kept peeking at him. She understood that the man her aunt had introduced had good facial features.

She had been dealing with Nian Junting and Xiao Si for a long time, so she was basically immune to handsome men. However, at this moment, she had to admit that the man’s back was really moving.

However, when did the procuratorate hire such a person? She didn’t even know about it. Could it be that she had just been transferred here?

For some reason, she was actually somewhat interested in today’s blind date.

She raised her high heels and walked over.

The heels of her high heels. .h.i.t the ground, giving off an imposing aura.

The other party seemed to have heard her. He turned around, and a hint of surprise flashed across Xu Baohan’s cold face.

An Lan was so shocked that her high heels stumbled, and she b.u.mped into a waiter who was pa.s.sing by with fruit juice in his hands. Half a gla.s.s of orange juice splashed onto the sleeves of her dress.

It was really… a tearless scene.

She had just bought a dress not long ago in France.

And it was under such an awkward situation. The last time she had b.u.mped into Xu Baohan in the toilet, she had already lost all face because of that lipstick bar, and now she had lost all face again.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” the waiter quickly apologized. He took a tissue from the table beside him and handed it to her.

“It’s okay, I wasn’t careful and b.u.mped into you.” An Lan took the tissue and wiped it, but her sky-blue sleeves couldn’t even wipe the orange stain.

“This is my orange juice, right?” Xu Baohan suddenly stood up and frowned.

The waiter looked at An Lan and then at Xu Baohan. In the end, she bit her lip and fell into a dilemma. An Lan said, “How much is the orange juice? I’ll pay for it.”

“Okay.” The waiter heaved a sigh of relief. “Beauty, which table would you like to sit at? I can charge it to you.”

An Lan glanced at Xu Baohan’s seat number. In her heart, she couldn’t stop cursing her aunt.