Official Career Storm-Chapter 1479

The angle Song Guanchao analyzed from was something Wu Qiangwei hadn't considered.

Following his perspective and thinking carefully, Wu Qiangwei realized that this possibility was very high.

She just couldn't figure out why Xu Chengcheng came to Jiangzhou.

Had she fallen out with her family?

At this moment, the waiter brought over the dishes.

Song Guanchao picked up his chopsticks: "Let's eat."

He and Wu Qiangwei rarely ate out, but they did eat together at home a few times; previously in Lingjiang, they often ate takeaway in the office.

She ate very delicately, with small bites, and she didn't have a big appetite, getting full easily.

Looking at her figure, Song Guanchao thought to himself, women really go to great lengths to maintain their figures.

Most of a bottle of red wine was consumed by Song Guanchao.

Most of the dishes also ended up in his stomach.

"I'll get the bill." Song Guanchao wiped his mouth and stood up, and Wu Qiangwei did not argue with him about this.

After paying, Song Guanchao came back and said, "Let's go."

It was just after seven, the time when the evening was most lively.

On the bustling pedestrian street, many young couples walked hand in hand, and outside some uniquely decorated stores, girls lined up to have their boyfriends take photos for them.

Passing by a bubble tea shop, Song Guanchao suddenly asked, "Want a bubble tea?"

"No."

"Oh..."

Passing by a dessert shop, Song Guanchao asked again, "Want some cake?"

"No."

"Alright then."

Song Guanchao bared his teeth slightly, wondering what was going on.

He felt that Wu Qiangwei inviting him to dinner, changing clothes, putting on makeup, and strolling after the meal surely counted as a date?

But refusing both drinks and desserts felt a bit awkward.

After refusing, Wu Qiangwei also felt something was off.

She was used to a healthy diet, mostly avoiding sweets and bubble tea.

Still, it seemed a bit strange to be out on a walk and behave this way.

So, when they passed another bubble tea shop, she stopped of her own accord.

Song Guanchao looked at her: "Need to use the bathroom?"

"..." Wu Qiangwei suddenly didn't know how to respond to him.

"Do you want a bubble tea?" Wu Qiangwei asked proactively.

"No, why?"

"Oh, nothing." Wu Qiangwei turned away and walked forward, puffing her cheeks where he couldn't see.

Song Guanchao belatedly realized that maybe she did want a bubble tea.

"Suddenly feel like having one," Song Guanchao said, "Wait here, I'll go get a cup."

Wu Qiangwei turned around, watching him run back to the bubble tea shop they had already passed, a slight smile forming at the corners of her lips.

She stood by the roadside, holding her bag with both hands in front of her, as the evening breeze blew, lifting her black strap dress and long hair, looking as beautiful as a painting.

"Hello."

A tall, young, handsome guy walked over, flashed a bright smile, and took out his phone: "Can I get to know you?"

Wu Qiangwei wasn't some naive girl; facing such a pickup attempt, she showed no reaction and said coldly, "No, you can't."

"..." The young guy's smile froze, probably not expecting to be rejected so directly.

Obviously, this wasn't his first time chatting someone up on the street, so he shrugged off the rejection without awkwardness: "But I really want to get to know you, can I add your WeChat?"

"Tsk."

A snarky voice sounded from behind the young guy: "Can't you speak normally, dude? So effeminate, haven't you been weaned?"

The young guy turned his head, seeing a man about his height, wearing jeans and a white shirt, exuding a lazy charm with a rugged, manly aura.

Compared to Song Guanchao's brash masculinity, the overly refined young guy did indeed warrant being called effeminate.

The young guy got a bit angry, about to say something when he saw Song Guanchao hand the bubble tea to the woman who was being chatted up.

Only then did he realize this was her boyfriend.

Getting caught hitting on someone else's partner was pretty awkward and prone to conflict.

Moreover, the woman's boyfriend looked rather formidable.

Instinctively, the young guy felt a sense of retreat, struggling to think of something to say that wouldn't make him seem scared yet still allow him to respond, but Song Guanchao and Wu Qiangwei were already walking away.

It seemed they didn't even acknowledge his presence.

Watching the appealing couple's retreating figures, the young guy felt a sense of defeat rising in his heart.

"Did that young guy just hit on you?" Song Guanchao asked casually.

"Yes."

"A bit effeminate, but his looks are alright."

"Yes, he's pretty cute."

"Cute..." Song Guanchao chuckled: "Some women really like that type."

Wu Qiangwei asked, "How do you know I don't like that type?"

Song Guanchao smiled, took the bubble tea from her hand, bit the straw she had just bitten, and took a sip.

Wu Qiangwei was momentarily stunned, realizing Song Guanchao had only bought one bubble tea.

"For you." Song Guanchao handed back the bubble tea he drank from, his actions very natural, as if they were only doing what was right.

Wu Qiangwei said nothing.

She took it, looked at the bitten straw, pretended to casually tuck her hair behind her ear, then deliberately nonchalantly bit the straw.

Beneath the seemingly calm surface, Wu Qiangwei's heart rate slightly increased.

While standing by, the equally composed Song Guanchao was secretly glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

Both of them harbored their own thoughts.

"Have you been on any blind dates recently?" Song Guanchao asked casually.

"No."

"Aren't your family urging you?"

"Yes, they are." Talking about this topic, Wu Qiangwei couldn't help but complain: "They keep urging, but I still don't want to go on blind dates."

Song Guanchao said, "Why do your family only urge you?"

Wu Qiangwei said, "They also urged Wu Ming, but he ignored it."

"Then why bother dealing with it?"

As soon as he asked, Wu Qiangwei cast a resentful look at him, making him feel uncomfortable.

Song Guanchao complained inwardly, why was she looking at him like that, it's not him telling her to go on blind dates.

"I'm not young anymore." Wu Qiangwei glanced at the people coming and going on the pedestrian street, and said quietly.

Song Guanchao scratched his head, suddenly regretting having brought up this topic.

Suddenly, there was nothing more to talk about.

What should he say?

Should he say she's actually young?

Should he say that modern women shouldn't rely on men?

But the issue is, she's the mayor, and if she wants to continue in politics and climb higher, she inevitably needs to settle down soon.

Otherwise, being single, she'd be as good as a "naked official".

Song Guanchao estimated that Wu Qiangwei would need to marry by the age of 35.

She's 29 this year... oh no, 30.

That means there's about five years left.

"What about you?" Wu Qiangwei suddenly asked: "When do you plan to get married?"

"I'll think about it later." Song Guanchao raised his chin and said, "Want to go inside for a bit?"

Following his gaze, there was a billiard hall.

Wu Qiangwei hesitated a little. Her preconceived impression of billiard halls wasn't exactly positive.

But out on a date, it wasn't right to keep refusing.

Besides, she did want to try these places she hadn't before.

They went into the billiard hall, the cool air immediately refreshing their spirits.

The bright billiard hall had tables neatly lined up, simply and cleanly decorated, completely different from the image of rowdy hangouts she imagined.

Nonetheless, there were some lively young guys bringing along hot-bodied girls in black stockings and daring clothes to play.

"Over there." Song Guanchao led her to an empty table, picked up a cue stick, and asked: "Ever played?"

"No."

"I'll teach you."

Song Guanchao placed a cue stick in her hand, took another one, walked to the table, leaned over, and began to teach her how to play billiards.