Zhuo Han caught her frowning expression, stretched a smile, closed the car door, walked around to the other side, pulled open the door, and bent down to get into the car.
After the car started, he saw from the rearview mirror that a bodyguard vehicle was following behind.
The man sneered but didn’t care.
"What would Miss Leslie like to eat?" he asked with a smile.
"Whatever... that makes it difficult for me."
"Not difficult." Zhixi’s tone was cold, "No matter what you treat me to, I won’t like it."
Zhuo Han laughed out loud: "Miss Leslie is really straightforward. I heard that you’ve been close with Secretary Ning recently, and these days you’ve been hooking up with HI Group’s He Jingyao."
"Yes." Zhixi smiled, "Since that’s the case, you should know that I would never be interested in you."
Hearing this, Zhuo Han’s smiling face twisted slightly.
To be honest, he actually wasn’t bad-looking, but his whole persona exuded a greasy feel, making Zhixi feel sick with just one glance, not to mention that this man had come with ill intentions.
So Zhixi’s words were inevitably impolite.
But seeing the man’s face change with evasion, she still felt a little regretful. At this time, provoking him was certainly not a wise choice. So, she kept a cold face and stopped talking.
Fortunately, Zhuo Han quickly recovered his gentlemanly demeanor: "Since Miss Leslie isn’t picky, let’s go have some seafood then."
Zhixi tugged at the corner of her mouth.
Half an hour later, Zhuo Han brought her to a high-end restaurant.
As they got out of the car, two bodyguards followed closely behind her, but were stopped at the entrance of the restaurant.
"Miss Leslie, just take a look inside the restaurant and you’ll know, there’s nothing to worry about." Zhuo Han said leisurely, "It’s all ordinary diners here, and we’ll be in the main hall, not a private room... You wouldn’t want to spoil the atmosphere with two bodyguards standing behind you, would you?"
Zhixi pursed her lips and had no choice but to agree, instructing the bodyguards to wait outside for her.
"Let’s go." She gave Zhuo Han a cold look.
He laughed wickedly and walked in first.
Once seated, Zhixi casually ordered some items and then turned to look at the scenery outside the window, determined not to waste words with him.
"Miss Leslie." Zhuo Han called her name with a smile.
Zhixi frowned slightly, turned her head, and was met with him suddenly leaning in, grabbing her wrist in an unusually intimate manner... Instinctively, Zhixi tried to pull away, but suddenly saw a flash.
She pursed her lips and said coldly, "I can cooperate with you, but please let go of my hand now."
Zhuo Han then released her wrist with a cheery smile: "If Miss Leslie is willing to cooperate, that couldn’t be better." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ Novᴇl_Fire(.)net
Zhixi, with a cold face, fiercely wiped the spot he had touched with a napkin.
Zhuo Han watched coldly, but he said nothing.
Throughout the dinner, the flashbulbs went off several more times. Zhixi acted as if she didn’t see them, just drinking water, not touching the food at all.
Seeing Zhuo Han finally finish the meal, Zhixi spoke up, "Is dinner over? Can you take me back now?"
"Miss Leslie is in too much of a hurry." He sneered, "Since it’s a date, it wouldn’t make sense not to spend the night."
"You..." Her complexion changed slightly, "What do you intend to do?"
"Don’t worry, I have no interest in forcing you, but I do need the fact that we spent the night together." He smiled slowly, "You’ll cooperate with me, won’t you?"