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Chapter 778: The Master Who Burns Bridges After Crossing Them (2)_1

Chapter 778: Chapter 778: The Master Who Burns Bridges After Crossing Them (2)_1

Han Jingnian looked at Xia Wan’an without uttering a word, clearly skeptical of her.

Xia Wan’an secretly sighed, thinking how this man had bested her. She pulled out her phone, pressed the power button forcefully, and, after automatically powering on, it displayed a scene of low battery, immediately shutting down. She showed it to Han Jingnian. "Mr. Han, look, my phone really is out of battery."

The expression on Han Jingnian’s face visibly softened.

Seeing this, Xia Wan’an spoke again, "So, Mr. Han, may I ask you out for coffee now?"

Han Jingnian looked up, at the falling snowflakes, "There’s no moon tonight."

This man...was he really so stubborn? Was it because she simply hadn’t reacted quickly enough that he was holding her words against her like this?

Xia Wan’an took a deep breath, then another, before managing to maintain her friendly tone. She spoke again, "That’s okay, we can enjoy the snow."

Han Jingnian fell silent for a moment, "...Since Miss Xia is so warmly inviting me, why don’t you go ahead and get in the car."

Xia Wan’an: "..."

Which eyes of his saw her warmly inviting him? Clearly, it was him pressuring her to remember her promise, which had led to her reluctantly inviting him, right?

After getting into the car, Han Jingnian turned the steering wheel, skillfully driving onto the main road.

As they were nearing the Four Seasons Hotel, Han Jingnian’s phone suddenly rang.

The phone was between the driver’s and passenger’s seat. The ringing sounded extremely abrupt in the quiet car. Xia Wan’an instinctively turned her head and saw that it was a call from Zhang Te.

Han Jingnian didn’t try to avoid Xia Wan’an. He directly answered the call on speaker: "What is it?"

"Mr. Han, there’s an urgent document needed for a video conference coming up. It seems to be in your home office. Are you at home now? I can come and get it..."

"Is it very urgent?" Instead of answering Zhang Te’s question, Han Jingnian asked one of his own.

"Yes, Mr. Han, it’s very urgent..."

"You can come and get it from the Four Seasons Hotel."

After Han Jingnian hung up, he glanced at Xia Wan’an, "Miss Xia, I’m really sorry, but I have to go home first."

Xia Wan’an, who had listened to the entire conversation between Han Jingnian and Zhang Te, hurriedly said, "That’s fine, that’s fine."

As soon as her words were out, Xia Wan’an saw the towering building of the Four Seasons Hotel close at hand, and she spoke again, "Mr. Han, could I trouble you to drop me off..."

Before Xia Wan’an could finish her sentence, Han Jingnian’s car had already entered the expressway.

With no way to get off, Xia Wan’an had no choice but to swallow the rest of her request.

"Miss Xia, I’m really sorry, you spoke up too late, and I was driving too fast, so I ended up getting directly onto the expressway..." Han Jingnian apologized, "How about this? I’ll exit at the front, make a U-turn, go in a circle, and bring you back home first?"

After a pause, Han Jingnian added, "At most, it will make my assistant wait in the snowy, cold weather for half an hour longer."

Xia Wan’an shook her head hastily, "No need, no need. After all, Mr. Han will be coming back to the Four Seasons Hotel later. It’s more important for you to get the documents first."

"Thank you for your understanding, Miss Xia."

"It’s nothing."

"..."

There were few cars on the snowy night, and in no time, the car drove into the underground parking garage.

Looking at the familiar scene outside the car window, Xia Wan’an felt somewhat dazed.

After the car stopped, Han Jingnian spoke, "Miss Xia, let’s go up together."

"No need, I’ll wait in the car..."

Before Xia Wan’an could finish, Han Jingnian interjected, "Miss Xia, although this neighborhood is very safe, it’s not absolutely safe. If anything happens to Miss Xia, I would be absolutely responsible..."

Xia Wan’an had no rebuttals, "...Okay."

Entering the familiar elevator and watching Han Jingnian press the familiar "27", Xia Wan’an’s fingertips subconsciously curled into her palm.

As the red numbers flickered one after another, the elevator soon stopped. Coming out of the elevator, Han Jingnian pressed a few buttons that Xia Wan’an immediately recognized as familiar numbers. As the door opened, a "meow" was heard, followed by a white, fluffy pet scrambling onto the shoe cabinet...

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