Young Master's Love Trap

Chapter 45 The Uncertain Young Master (5)

"Yes, this way please." The welcoming lady kept firing Xia Zihao's electricity along the way, her eyes sparkling, but Xia Zihao didn't even glance at her.

She glanced at Yu Yuanyuan again, and Yu Yuanyuan slowly followed behind Xia Zihao, her hands were tightly clenched by him, her eyes were straight ahead, her face was restrained and pale.

Miss Yingbin snorted disdainfully, proudly puffed out her proud chest, and looked at Xia Zihao again with a seductive smile on her face.

After entering the elevator, Yu Yuanyuan shrank into the corner habitually, Xia Zihao dragged her to stand beside him in dissatisfaction, "Yu Yuanyuan, you are sick, do you want to stand in the corner instead of standing in the middle?"

"Ah." It was always like this before, but I still didn't say these words.

In the past, when she went out with Xia Zihao, Xia Zihao disliked her very much. Usually, Yu Yuanyuan could only stand three steps away from Xia Zihao, but now she not only keeps holding her, but also allows her to stand beside him.

Yu Yuanyuan couldn't figure out what the young master was thinking, maybe she looked at her in disgust one day and told her to go away.

Sighing inaudibly, I felt that my palms were sweating, and there was a terrifying sight following behind me, needless to say, it was the beautiful welcome lady.

The presidential suite is on the last floor. When you punch the elevator door, your sight suddenly opens up. The whole warm yellow light makes you relax. The floor is covered with soft blankets, which is very comfortable to step on.

The three of them walked in together, and Xia Zihao sat on the sofa, sinking his whole body into it, leaning his head against the back of the chair, and closed his eyes as if tired.

Yu Yuanyuan stood aside and began to look at her eyes and nose again.

Miss Yingbin didn't want to leave yet, she looked at Xia Zihao's near-perfect face in a daze, and approached involuntarily.

Just as her hand was about to touch Xia Zihao's face, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Before Yu Yuanyuan could yell out, she froze there. Xia Zihao hated people touching him the most. She didn't notice Miss Yingbin's actions for a while, and she wanted to touch the young master?

Xia Zihao opened his eyes, his nostrils were filled with the smell of inferior perfume, his face became gloomy, and his hands tightened, "Who are you?"

"Where is Yu Yuanyuan? Where did she die?"

(End of this chapter)