Mr. He’s Daily Affections

Zhixi looked at her coldly.

It was enough for the news that she and Zhuo Han had dinner to be exposed, but spending the night together...even if it was false, it was enough to make her sick.

What's more, what should Jingyao do if he sees it?

She believed that He Jingyao would not suspect her of betraying him, but he would definitely blame himself for failing to protect her.

So Zhixi will never agree!

Let's forget about spending the night. Zhixi said in a cold tone, Mr. Zhuo, I'm not the kind of woman who would spend the night with someone else on the first date, even if it's false news.

Miss Leslie, what you said makes it difficult for me. Zhuo Han clicked his tongue and shook his head, I don't want to be rough with you.

Zhixi bit her lip and looked at him coldly: Why, Mr. Zhuo still plans to force me? If it gets too big, it won't be good for you.

If Miss Leslie doesn't cooperate, it will be even less beneficial to you. Zhuo Han smiled maliciously, Besides, this is Yangdong City, and I'm afraid you can't decide the direction of public opinion.

Zhi Xi's chest was rising and falling with anger.

Calm down, be sure to calm down!

she warned herself.

Mr. Zhuo, I understand that Mr. President hopes that I can become friends with the young people he trusts. Zhixi smiled faintly, But I thought you would show sincerity instead of forcing me with power... In this case, what's the point of marriage? If something happens to my father and I... Believe me, your country will not get any benefits.

If Gu Bingjun and she both died, then there would be no other direct relatives of Archduke Leslie, so the property would be confiscated.

Of course, what is enriching is the treasury of country S.

Who told Miss Leslie to get involved with He Jingyao from HI Group? Zhuo Han sneered, You don't know how much my uncle hates He Jingyao... You are so close to him. , my uncle cannot but be afraid, and of course he would rather ruin his relationship with Archduke Leslie than want you to become He Jingyao’s helper.”

……I see.

It seemed that it was the overly intimate gesture between her and Jingyao in the past two days that aroused Zhuo Yuwei's fear.

It turns out that President Zhuo only has this kind of magnanimity, which really impressed me. Zhixi couldn't help but sarcastically said.

Zhuo Han snorted lightly: Miss Leslie, please. The hotel is next door, and we don't have to walk much... By the way, your two bodyguards probably don't know where they are drinking tea at the moment.

Zhixi clenched her fists.

If there were really ordinary diners around and she shouted for help, would anyone come to help her?

Also, I forgot to remind you. The man laughed again, My face is synonymous with dandy in Yangdong City, and no one will mind my own business.

He shattered her last hope with just one word.

Zhixi subconsciously put her hand on her belly. Thinking of the baby, she felt that she had regained strength.

I'm going to the bathroom. She said suddenly.

Zhuo Han sneered again, with a hint of ridicule: Please help yourself. I hope Miss Leslie doesn't fall into the toilet.

Zhixi pushed away the dinner plate, stood up and walked to the bathroom expressionlessly.

Along the way, she saw several people who looked like bodyguards.

Escape is almost impossible.

Zhixi bit her lip and quickly walked into a cubicle. Before she could close the door, a woman suddenly came out from beside her and grabbed her wrist!