I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 449: Believe it or not, I’ll beat you (1)_1

Chapter 449: Chapter 449: Believe it or not, I’ll beat you (1)_1

This matter is concerning Han Yixiao...

Her biological mother is Han Qingqing, who is the grandmother’s biological daughter, but who exactly is her father? If, as rumored, he was a poor scholar, then why did she share such a striking resemblance with Chi Mu?

After some thought, Xia Wan’an sought out Han Zhijin on WeChat and sent him a message.

[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Young Master?"

Han Zhijin ignored her.

Assuming that he was busy, Xia Wan’an didn’t rush him, but waited about five or six minutes. Seeing that Han Zhijin still hadn’t responded, she sent another message.

[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Great nephew?"

Again, her message was like a stone dropped into the ocean, leaving no trace.

[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Han Zhijin!"

After sending three messages and receiving no response from Han Zhijin, Xia Wan’an decided to give him a phone call. The phone rang, but no one answered. She dialed his office number only to find the same result.

It was Monday, Han Zhijin couldn’t possibly be not at work... What on earth was he doing, ignoring her like this?

Xia Wan’an let out a sigh, thought for a moment, then resolved to take her phone and go to Han Zhijin’s office.

Before entering the office, she politely knocked twice. Assuming that Han Zhijin wasn’t in when she received no response, she looked around and spotted his secretary by the printer. She walked over and asked the secretary where Zhijin was

As Xia Wan’an and Han Zhijin had a long standing acquaintance, his secretary recognized her and immediately greeted: "Miss Xia."

Xia Wan’an replied with a smile and got straight to the point: "Where’s Han Zhijin? Didn’t he come to work today?"

"Mr. Han? He did come, but only in the afternoon..."

"So, he’s not in the office now?"

"He IS. After he came in at noon, he never left his office", the secretary paused, then added, "Why don’t I go check for you, Miss Xia?"

Xia Wan’an shook her head: "No need, I will check myself."

Once again at the door to Han Zhijin’s office, Xia Wan’an decided not to knock this time and nudged the door open, walking right in.

As she walked in, she was hit by the smell of smoke and quickly stepped back out.

She kicked the door open more fully and was immediately met with a cloud of smoke billowing out from the office.

Xia Wan’an quickly moved aside and only reentered after allowing the smoke inside to diffuse a little.

As she entered the room, she waived her hand to disperse the pungent smell of smoke while heading towards Han Zhijin. As she passed him, the strong smell of smoke made her cough a few times. She then quickly moved to the French windows and pushed them open, turning the air purifier up to full power.

As the sound of the air purifier hummed in the background, she snapped: "Han Zhijin, have you lost your mind? Out of all things you could do, why pick up smoking?"

Slumped on the ground with cigarette butts strewn all around him, Han Zhijin didn’t reply.

Xia Wan’an turned her head, saw him extinguishing one cigarette only to pick up another, and quickly rushed over to snatch it from his fingertips: "Dare to smoke again? Are you itching for a beating? I swear I’ll hit you!"