C11 No Need to Explain

The current him looked very courteous, not like someone who could do something like pinching her neck.

Xia Dong felt more and more that he was perverted and silently labeled him "Do not approach danger" in her heart.

Baili Han was quite cooperative, answering all of Xia Dong's questions. After asking all of them, Xia Dong said, "Do you have time tomorrow? We need to take a set of pictures of you. "

Baili Han rejected him immediately. "I only agree to exclusive interviews, not taking photos."

Xia Dong patiently said, "Taking pictures is part of the exclusive interview. Since you agreed to do it, there's no reason why you shouldn't take pictures."

"This is already my bottom line." Baili Han was not moved at all. He lowered his head and started to process the documents as he said, "If there's nothing else, you can go home and pack your luggage. I'll send someone to pick you up downstairs."

"Alright, I understand." Xia Dong pretended to dawdle over her information and secretly adjusted her camera mode on her cell phone. Before she went out, she quickly grabbed a photo of him working hard while he wasn't paying attention.

When Xia Dong walked out of the Sheng Hao Group Building, there were indeed two bodyguards following behind her.

This was Baili Han guarding against her escape.

Xia Dong was worried that the two of them following her to the magazine would cause unnecessary trouble, so she called directly to ask for leave and then went home to pack.

At 8 PM in the evening, Xia Dong received a strange phone call. It was a familiar voice from Baili Han. "I'll give you five minutes to go downstairs."

Xia Dong was speechless. Did this domineering man really think he was the emperor? He sent out an order and the others immediately followed it. How hateful!

Only after she got on the car did she realize that Baili Han was also sitting in the car, flipping through a piece of information in his hands as if he was very busy. He didn't look at her from the moment she got in the car until it started to move.

She didn't want to bother with him, either. She leaned against the other side of the car, away from him.

Under the bright light, she didn't seem to be sleeping very deeply. Baili Han frowned slightly and leaned her body towards him. Just as she was about to fall over, she suddenly straightened up and Baili Han thought she was awake. He looked carefully and found that her eyes were still closed.

She seemed to feel the cold, her arms wrapped around her shoulders and curled into a ball.

Baili Han's eyes flashed. Finally, he turned up the temperature of the air conditioner and dimmed the lights in the carriage, so he stopped looking at the plan and leaned back to rest. After who knows how long, he suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders and a warm breath by his ear.

Xia Dong, who was sleeping soundly, leaned against his shoulder without any precautions. Due to the close proximity, he could clearly see her long eyelashes, and seeing her like this, he couldn't help but think about what happened that night. A sense of disgust suddenly arose in his heart, and he forcefully pushed her head away, not caring at all if it hurt her.

Xia Dong's head hit the back of the chair. Although the chair was very soft, she woke up from the pain. She rubbed her head and looked around in confusion, only to find Baili Han looking at her with disdain. Don't come any closer! "

Xia Dong finally understood. She wasn't the one who bumped into the back of the chair just now, but was pushed aside by him, a stingy man! She rolled her eyes, "You think I love to lean on you? I am asleep, do you know? "

Baili Han glanced at her sinisterly, "Could it be that you were forced to do it that night? Your character is questionable. "

"You —" Xia Dong turned her head angrily. "Good women don't fight with men! I won't explain! "

"Explaining is concealing it!"

I'll endure, I'll endure!

The car turned left and right in a villa area in the suburbs, finally stopping in front of a luxurious villa near the lake.

Xia Dong was stunned the moment she entered the door.

The living room and second floor were decorated with modern black tempered glass. The stairs and floor were made with wave-rippled black inscriptions of marble, black leather sofas, and a black marble coffee table. The entire hall was enveloped in a low-key, luxurious but calm and capable atmosphere.

Indeed, Baili Han's taste was like that of an iceberg man.

Baili Han called a servant over, "This is Aunt Wu. If you need anything, you can tell her."

Aunt Wu looked to be in her fifties with a gentle smile on her face. "Miss Xia, your room is on the second floor. Please follow me."

The bodyguard helped her carry her luggage to the easternmost guest room on the second floor, a large room with wide French windows. The facilities were well-equipped with a separate bathroom, beige walls, and dark wooden furniture that had a refined charm. One look was enough to tell that it was very valuable. There was also a small pink cloth sofa and a white wardrobe. The color scheme was pink, even the bedding was pink.

I didn't expect Baili Han to have such an infatuated guest room.