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."
"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.
