His silver-grey Porsche was parked outside the main doors of the airport. Jian Han saw him open the trunk and place her luggage in there.
She was still standing on the steps, and she was looking at him in a blur.
Zhou Dayuan turned around and came back. He opened the door of the front passenger seat and placed one of his hand on the door of the car. He turned his gaze to look at her. Maybe it was her dazed expression that provoked him. The man lifted his handsome eyebrows as he said, "Get in."
Jian Han placed her small hands in front of her and twisted them together. She was a little at a loss as she asked, "Where are we going?"
Zhou Dayuan pursed his thin lips. He strode over with his long legs and cupped her soft waist. He half pushed and hugged her as he made her sit in the front passenger seat.
Jian Han tried hard to escape. "I am going to miss my flight. The plane is flying off soon."
