Chapter 121
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Thus, most of the employees took the subway to work.
Lu Man turned the corner and saw that there was no one around.
Suddenly, there was a honk. Lu Man looked over and saw Han Zhuoli's car.
She looked around. Seeing that no one was paying attention, she quickly ran over.
She realized that Han Zhuoli's car window was tinted very dark. From the outside, she could barely see that there was someone inside, but she couldn't see his face. She immediately felt more at ease.
Lu Man quickly opened the door and got into the car. She finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Han Zhuoli didn't drive. His left hand propped up by his ear as he stared at her.
"You're not driving?" Lu Man felt extremely pressured by his stare. She felt uncomfortable all over and didn't dare to look him in the eye. She could only avoid his gaze, feeling like a coward.
"Is there so much to talk about with Wu Lize?" Han Zhuoli said sarcastically.
As Lu Man listened, it sounded like he was the one who was jealous.
She quickly shook off this dangerous thought and only dared to criticize him in her heart.
"I have to convince him not to send me home," Lu Man explained.
Han Zhuoli wasn't satisfied. "He's wooing you?"
"No, it's just that there was a small misunderstanding. He's very apologetic towards me, so he wants to make it up to me." Lu Man had just finished explaining when she paused. The corner of her eye twitched. "But this is my business. It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Young Master Han."
"Nothing to do with me?" Han Zhuoli's thick eyebrows raised. He couldn't stand her heartless behavior and got angry just by looking at her.
With a click, he unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned in front of Lu Man.
Lu Man was shocked and quickly moved back. Her thin body shrank into the triangle formed by the back of the seat and the car door.
Seeing that Lu Man was still trying her best to curl herself into a ball and squeeze herself into that triangular gap, Han Zhuoli was both angry and amused.
With one hand on the car window and the other on the back of the seat, he trapped her tightly in his arms. "Why are you hiding?"
"Why do you think I'm hiding?" Lu Man mumbled and forced a smile. "Young Master Han, can you step back?"
"No." Han Zhuoli said without thinking. He was particularly self-righteous.
Lu Man: "…"
Why was he behaving like a rascal?
"You said it has nothing to do with me?" Han Zhuoli narrowed his eyes dangerously.
Lu Man laughed dryly and racked his brains to find an excuse. But then he heard Han Zhuoli say, "Then who do you want to have a relationship with?"
She didn't want to be related to anyone.
Lu Man had just opened her mouth when her lips were suddenly blocked. His lips were firmly pressed against hers. They looked cold and hard, but in reality, his lips were so soft.
Han Zhuoli took advantage of the opportunity when she opened her mouth to speak and entered. He took the opportunity to pull her into his arms and pressed her against the door.
"Mmm —" Lu Man was tightly pressed against him. Her hands were pressed against his chest, trying to push him away.
But his chest was so hard, like a rock. It pressed against her chest and made it hard for her to breathe, let alone push him away.
Han Zhuoli kissed her fiercely. It had been so many days. Even though she was right in front of him, he had to endure it. He didn't dare to touch her for fear of scaring her or making her angry.
But today, he found out that there was someone else who had taken a fancy to his little girl. How could he endure it?
Han Zhuoli was angry and anxious. He couldn't hold it in anymore.
Lu Man's entire body was soft, as if she had no bones. She was embedded in his arms, and he felt that his arms were unprecedentedly full.
He opened his eyes slightly and saw that Lu Man's face was red. He was kissing her so hard that she couldn't breathe. Only then did he release her slightly.
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