Zhixi couldn’t help but bite her lip.
She knew very well that this flashy sports car definitely did not belong to Jingyao...
A young man stepped out of the sports car.
Dressed in a white suit and wearing sunglasses, he closed the car door, casually adjusted his jacket, then took off his sunglasses, revealing a smile he thought was full of charm, "Miss Leslie?"
Zhixi pursed her lips.
This man... she did not recognize him, but just yesterday, she had seen his photo.
Right in the document her father had sent her.
"I am Zhuo Han. I presume Miss Leslie has already seen my information," the man said politely with a smile, "I would like to invite Miss Leslie to dinner, and I wonder if you would grace me with your company."
Indeed, this man’s last name was Zhuo, and he was actually Zhuo Yuwei’s own nephew.
"I am not interested," Zhixi said coldly, "Mr. Zhuo, I have no interest in you, please leave as soon as possible!"
Having said that, she turned around furiously and left.
However, Mr. Li stepped forward, smiling as he negotiated with the other party.
Zhixi bit her lip hard and once again dialed He Jingyao’s phone number, but it still wasn’t going through.
Either his phone was turned off, or he was now in a place with no signal... But he had clearly returned to Yanzhou City to visit the sick He Yirong, so how could there be no signal?
It was even less likely that he had turned off his phone for so long.
Xiaobao got up from the floor and ran over, hugging her legs, "Mommy, what’s wrong?"
Zhixi managed a smile and picked up the little one, "Mommy is fine. Xiaobao, why don’t you go play in your room? If I don’t call for you, don’t come out, okay?"
Xiaobao widened his eyes but obediently nodded his head.
After soothing her son, Zhixi went outside the villa again.
Zhuo Han hadn’t left. He leaned against the car door, fiddling with an expensive lighter on his phone, nonchalantly saying to Mr. Li, "I believe perseverance will prevail, and I will wait until Miss Leslie is willing." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novel(ꜰ)ire.net
Mr. Li frowned, clearly at a loss with him as well.
Zhixi walked down the steps with a slight smile, "Mr. Zhuo, I am not interested in you. If you keep blocking this way, I will have to call the security."
Zhuo Han looked her up and down critically yet openly, then flashed a smirk, "Miss Leslie, don’t forget this is Yangdong City. Your father is currently at the State Guesthouse, awaiting good news from you. Can you bear to disappoint him?"
Zhixi’s expression changed slightly.
Was this... a threat?
Although she had always known Zhuo Yuwei to be sinister and lacking in magnanimity, she never thought he would stop maintaining even the necessary appearances!
Could it be that they were truly planning to harm her father?
She clenched her teeth, forced to swallow her pride, "I need time to change my clothes."
"Of course," he graciously bowed, making a gesture, "Please take your time, no matter how long I have to wait, I will not complain."
Zhixi returned to the living room and immediately grabbed her phone to call Gu Bingjun.
Fortunately, Gu Bingjun answered the call quickly.
"Zhixi?" his voice revealed a hint of helplessness, "How are things at your end? If someone comes to harass you, just ignore them."
"Someone did come here, seems like Zhuo Yuwei’s nephew," Zhixi took a deep breath, "Dad, how are things at your end?"
"I’m fine, but my movements are being monitored."