Seeing him come out, Ning Yan was shocked, afraid that the reporter would take a photo.

"I won't bother Mr. Zhan anymore, I'll just take a taxi."

Hearing Ning Yan's rejection, Zhan Xicheng pursed his thin lips in displeasure, and a hint of impatientness appeared on his face.

"I can't get a taxi here. I've already turned off my job because of you. Now, get in the car!" Zhan Xicheng said that, and turned around and walked to the door without seeing Ning Yan's movements. He turned around again and said coldly: "I saw a reporter over there. It has nothing to do with me when I was photographed later."

Ning Yan held his hands tightly, feeling very dissatisfied!

Zhan Xicheng was actually threatening her. He was the same scoundrel as three years ago.

Looking at the distance, it seemed that there was a reporter, Ning Yan gritted his teeth and said coldly: "What if I don't?"

"No?" Ning Yan raised his lips evilly, and his deep black eyes fell on her, and his thin lips opened with a hint of gentleness: "Then I will drive and follow you all the time!"

Ning Yan's face turned pale in an instant, and the paparazzi photographed Zhan Xicheng's car following her. It is estimated that the headlines of major entertainment sectors will be kept for her tomorrow.

By then, before the movie was released, she would become popular all the time.

It is certain that everyone will think that because she looks like "Ning Yan", she became her substitute.

Even if her movies are achieved, those keyboard warriors probably think that there is Zhan Xicheng behind her.

Now, it's not the time.

After thinking about it, Ning Yan opened the car door and sat in.

Seeing her pale look in anger by her, Zhan Xicheng pursed his thin lips and said nothing.

Even though he knew that she was not Ning Yan, he would feel uncomfortable when he saw her frowning.

The sports car started at the battle seat, and the car suddenly became quiet. Ning Yan sat in the passenger seat, feeling uncomfortable all over.

She instinctively held the bag tightly, and was about to ask Zhan Xicheng what he wanted to do when the phone in the bag suddenly rang.

Ning Yan frowned when he saw that the caller was Yue Ximu.

Yue Ximu's phone must be something that Xiao Yueguang had. Ning Yan looked at Zhan Xicheng without any trace and pressed the Slide button.

Before Ning Yan could speak, a crisp sound came from the other end of the phone, with a crying voice.

"Mother."

When Ning Yan heard the sound of Xiao Yueguang, he beated wildly. He quickly shut down the sound, afraid that Zhan Xicheng would hear something.

"Well, I'll be there in a while."

Listening to Ning Yan's sudden gentle voice, Zhan Xicheng narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head to stare at her.

Not only did her voice be gentle, but her expression became gentle, just like the fierce and cold face she had just looked like she was in the sky and the ground.

Who is she talking to, and she is so gentle?

"Okay, I get it."

Not daring to say more, Ning Yan hurriedly hung up the phone.

Turning his head, he saw Zhan Xicheng staring at her with a puzzled look on his face.

A hint of panic flashed by, trying hard to skip this topic, and spoke in a low voice: "Mr. Zhan, just put me down at the traffic light in front."

Zhan Xicheng stared at her deeply for a few minutes, then nodded slowly.

I originally thought Zhan Xicheng was going to say something to her, but I didn't expect that he didn't say a word from getting in the car to stopping.

Seeing the sports car stop, Ning Yan couldn't wait to push open the door, said a few perfunctorily, and hurriedly left.

He specially chose a traffic light location to leave with a taxi and prevent Zhan Xicheng from appearing.

Seeing Ning Yan's back as he escaped in panic, Zhan Xicheng frowned and gently pointed his fingers at the steering wheel. He didn't know what he was thinking about.
Chapter completed!