"What if I insist on making you my woman?"
"No way, you're dreaming." Han Xi said through gritted teeth.
Li Chenghao's thin lips lightly brushed against Han Xi's earlobe, knowing it was her most sensitive spot: "I will definitely win you back from Lu Jinghan."
Before Han Xi could speak, the phone in her bag rang. She instinctively reached for it, and Li Chenghao did not stop her.
"Xiao Xi, where are you? We've already arrived." It was Chu Ci's voice on the other end.
"I'll be right over."
After hanging up, Han Xi frowned slightly at Li Chenghao: "Don't destroy even the little bit of good left in my heart. It's absolutely impossible for me to return to you."
Li Chenghao released Han Xi's arm with a faint smile at the corner of his lips: "Hurry on then, Chu Ci and the others will get anxious waiting."
Such gentle tone and affectionate gaze, as if Han Xi were indeed his girlfriend.
As the elevator doors opened, Han Xi ran out without a second thought.
