The passers-by are vicious

Han Zhixian gripped the steering wheel tightly, looking straight ahead, feeling a little complicated.

When he followed Choi Woong into the restaurant, he noticed Lee Eun Hye sitting next to Choi Nam Joo. He was surprised when she called out to Choi Woong. He didn't expect that Lee Eun Hye was still so bold and still didn't see his identity clearly.

Just like when she confessed to him at graduation, Han Ji-hyun naturally had some feelings for Lee Eun-hye, but not enough to be together, because he knew clearly at that time that people like them could not be together.

Otherwise, you will always be struggling at the bottom.

Han Zhixian's favorable impression of Li Enhui disappeared the moment he met Jiang Wanwan, and only their friendship as classmates remained.

Seeing her walking alone on the road wasn't out of pity, but rather a feeling that since she was discussing marriage with Choi Nam-joo there must be some kind of value exchange going on.

And Han Ji-hyun just wants to get that value, it's that simple.

Li Enhui took a deep breath, trying to break the silence. She said softly: "It's been a long time since we last met. You are now the secretary of the president of Shenhua. You are really amazing. I am just an assistant to the mayoral candidate."

Han Ji Hyun did not respond to her words, but just silently turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road next to the bus stop. Then, he said lightly: "Aren't you also going to marry Choi Nam Joo? Congratulations."

Li Enhui, who was about to get off the car, lowered her head and smiled bitterly, "No, it's because I know he is not..."

Having said this, she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong, and quickly covered her mouth with her hands, feeling extremely regretful.

Then, Lee Eun-hye quickly opened the car door and got out in a hurry. Han Ji-hyun quietly watched her leaving, then drove away from the scene without hesitation.

Lee Eun-hye was left standing alone at the bus stop, staring at the rear of the bus going away, with mixed feelings in her heart.

Han Zhixian drove the car to the Shenhua Group garage, parked the car, turned off the engine, thought for a moment, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Hello, it's me, help me check for Lee Eun-hye."

Until Han Ji-hyun stood in the elevator, she was still wondering what secret Lee Eun-hye knew about Choi Nam-joo. Choi Nam-joo was not... what?

Cui Xiong held another Shenhua Group meeting, but this time it seemed even more mysterious, as even cell phones had to be handed over.

After the meeting, Han Zhixian finally had time to catch his breath. He sat in the chair and rubbed his temples, with a hint of fatigue on his handsome face.

He loosened his collar, stood up, walked to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, let the cold water hit his hands, and washed his face in an attempt to sober himself up.

He opened his eyes and turned off the faucet. When he looked up, he saw a figure in a red dress reflected in the mirror. Jiang Wanwan was crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows at him with a coquettish smile.

"You didn't leave?" Han Zhixian turned around in surprise.

Jiang Wanwan did not answer, but smiled, stretched out her hand, took Han Zhixian's arm, entered the next compartment, and locked the door.

Before Han Zhixian could react, she pushed him into the small space.

Han Zhixian frowned slightly and accepted Jiang Wanwan's somewhat eager kiss. He wanted to push away, but Jiang Wanwan held his neck tightly and kissed him.

Jiang Wanwan's kiss became more and more passionate, and Han Zhixian's breathing became rapid.

He tried to push Jiang Wanwan away again, but she refused to let go.

Finally, Han Zhixian couldn't help it and gently bit Jiang Wanwan's lips, signaling her to stop.

Jiang Wanwan felt pain and let go of Han Zhixian's lips. She raised her chin with an unclear expression, and a blue light flashed in her eyes. "What's wrong?"

Han Zhixian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said calmly: "I'm sorry, but we can't do this."

Jiang Wanwan chuckled and said in confusion: "Why not? Don't you want to be with me?" After saying that, her fingers slid down slightly on Han Zhixian's chest.

Han Zhixian sighed helplessly and said, "This is a company, someone may come in at any time, we shouldn't do this kind of thing in a place like this."

Jiang Wanwan listened to his words and waved her hand nonchalantly, "It's okay. Even if they knew, they wouldn't dare to tell anyone."

As he said that, he hugged Han Zhixian's neck again and kissed her gently. This time, Han Zhixian did not push him away, but instead hugged Jiang Wanwan's slender waist and responded enthusiastically.

The door panel began to shake, and a fierce and sticky smell filled the air.

.........

After walking out of the cubicle, Han Zhixian stood in the corridor with a slightly dazed look on his handsome face as he watched Jiang Wanwan leave without hesitation and with a happy back.

After a while, he held his forehead and sighed, then stood silently at the sink, wiping the lipstick on his lips, looking at his slightly red thin lips in the mirror, and re-tied his tie, his heart full of contradictions and unwillingness.

How could he not see now that Jiang Wanwan was just treating him as a free tool?

And myself..., it was just a coincidence that we met.

Despite this, Han Ji-hyun still couldn't refuse, and couldn't even help liking her.

Jiang Wanwan twirled the car keys with her fingers, and after being greeted by her staff, she walked into the elevator in her high heels.

Just as the elevator was about to close, a pair of leather shoes stepped through the elevator, and Choi Nan-joo pressed the button and walked into the elevator.

Jiang Wanwan, who was originally applying lipstick in front of her shadow in the elevator, also raised her head, casually threw the lipstick into her bag, and tidied her messy hair.

Since Cui Nanzhu entered the elevator, his smiling peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and they darkened even more when he saw Jiang Wanwan's blushing face.

Thinking about the direction Jiang Wanwan was walking towards, her voice couldn't help but become deeper, "Aunt."

Although she didn't want to pay attention, she still said hello. Jiang Wanwan couldn't pretend she didn't hear him. She nodded as if she had just seen him. "Ah, it's Nanzhu."

In fact, although Choi Nam-joo found the same dress for her at the Cheongnamdae villa, she still remembered it a little.

If Choi Nam-joo hadn't brought Lee Eun-hye to Cheongnam-dae, how could his clothes have been soiled? Although he knew that this was unreasonable, Choi Nam-joo was jointly responsible.

Cui Nanzhu felt a little sad about Jiang Wanwan's cold attitude. He always smiled at Han Zhixian, that man, and even...

Why is she always so cold to him? Aren't they supposed to be closer?