Upon hearing Xia Qingtian's words, Huo Qilin revealed a thoughtful expression.
Seeing that he seemed to take her words into consideration, Xia Qingtian didn't say anything else. She patted his shoulder and returned to the party.
...
By the time the party ended, it was already late.
Xia Qingtian, reeking of alcohol, stepped out from the party and was ready to call a cab to go home.
But the moment she got to the roadside, a car suddenly stopped in front of her. Before she could make out who was driving, the car door was opened and a hand stretched out, pulling her abruptly into the car.
She was left reeling, her head spinning.
By the time she regained her senses, someone had already pressed her onto the back seat of the car.
Just as she was about to struggle, suddenly...
"It's me!" came a cold male voice by her ear.
Even though Xia Qingtian had drunk quite a lot that night, her body immediately recognised the voice.
