After successfully canceling the contract with the studio, Ye Fan was relaxed. She strolled on the sidewalk and was suddenly taken away by stuns. When she woke up, she found herself in a strange place.

“Awake?” A low, indifferent voice sounded.

“It’s you!” Ye Fan sat up from the sofa and looked at each other vigilantly: “What do you want me to do?”

Han Xingye stood up, walked in front of her, and leaned down slightly: “Oh, it seems you remember me.”

Sharp eyes fell on her, and her eyes seemed to be able to see everything, Ye Fan did not dare to look at him: “I, I don’t know you at all!”

Han Xingye pinched Ye Fan’s chin, his lips were slightly curved, and his voice was cool: “You are the first woman to dare play with me!”

“Sir, we don’t seem to know each other, right?” Ye Fanzhuang was dumbfounded, his eyes fluttered, just not looking at him.

Whoever admits it is a fool at this time.

Seeing this place’s low-key luxury and bringing her here, the man in front of him is very important at first glance, but how does she feel that this person seems familiar?

But she doesn’t know such a big man.

“I don’t know?” Han Xingxi smiled coldly, and found out two grandfather Mao from his pocket and shoved it to Ye Fan’s face. It was the two she left behind.

Ye Fan said a little in his heart: “Oh, sir, may you be the wrong person?” I knew she wouldn’t leave two money. She only left a hitch.

“Ye Fan, I’m not mistaken, and you have a mole on your chest …” Han Xingye pinched a corner of the scarf, easily released Ye Fan’s scarf, and looked at the ambiguous traces on his neck. He smiled a little evil. Wanton: “And isn’t it all traces left by me, do you want to look at other evidence?”

“No need!” Ye Fan grabbed the silk scarf on his hand and stared at Han Xingxi fiercely: “You hooligan pervert! What do you want me to do?”

Han Xingyi walked back to his desk and took a contract and dropped it on Ye Fan: “Sign it.”

What the hell?

When Ye Fan opened the contract and looked at it, his face suddenly turned blue: “Sir, what do you think of me? I won’t sign it!” Throw the contract away.

This man wants her to be his lover?

It’s simply unreasonable!

Why should she sign if she signs it?