Xia Yuan's mouth twitched, silently complaining to herself: Her father surely knows she has someone she likes, yet he arranged this on purpose.
"Yeah, okay..."
Looking at him, he doesn't seem too eager to have a girlfriend. Otherwise, why would he be so agreeable...
After leaving the café, standing by the roadside, she didn't call the bodyguard immediately.
"Let me take you home!" Xu Yang suddenly offered.
"No need, I can manage on my own."
She really didn't want to go back yet...
Just as she was about to hail a taxi, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the bodyguard running over, and had to lower her raised hand.
Back home, her stomach started to growl like an empty drum, so she grabbed some food and returned to her room.
In the evening, Xia Zhengyang came home, sitting on the sofa panting heavily, his face looking grim.
