When Bo Siyan's chilly gaze swept over, the temperature around seemed to plummet suddenly, causing Ning Xia to swallow unconsciously and feel a chill down her spine.
Her headache had already subsided, but now it started to hurt again.
Sister Zaozao, you really are... always in the thick of things!
"Get in the car," he commanded.
With a dry laugh, Ning Xia replied, "The crew has a car that can take me and Sister Zaozao back to the hotel, so there's no need for you to bother..."
"Don't make me say it a second time," his voice was laced with endless chill, as if placing one in the Arctic.
Ning Xia wanted to say more, but Su Zaozao had already accepted, "Okay, then we'll trouble Young Master Bo to take us back to the hotel."
Saying so, she opened the car's rear door and, ignoring Ning Xia's pleading look, pushed her in ruthlessly, then closed the door.
She herself walked over to the passenger seat, opened the door, and sat down.
