C145 Don't Hate Me

The car took Han to a secluded neighborhood of villas. Shaoqian stopped the car and forcibly pulled Han out.

"Shaoqian, what are you doing? I really don't feel well right now." Han was restrained by him, unable to break free.

Shaoqian clenched his jaw, his eyes dark and intense, striding forward. Han, wearing high heels, had to jog to keep up.

Han had no idea what had gotten into Shaoqian