Han Xi held a spoon in her right hand, stirring it randomly in the bowl, while her left elbow rested on the dining table, absentmindedly twisting her long hanging hair. After a few seconds of silence, she finally asked, "Why did you have a bodyguard follow me?"
He knew she would ask this. It wasn't until he watched the video and read the message sent by Fu Bin yesterday that Lu Jinghan decided to tell Han Xi that Jiang Dachuan was intentionally placed by him.
"Afraid you'll be harassed by hoodlums."
He was more worried that after Lu Qing An found out the blood transfusion after the car accident was from Han Xi, he might target Han Xi.
Han Xi's thick downcast eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings, her hand gripping the spoon tightened unconsciously, and her wet big eyes looked up at Lu Jinghan opposite her at the dining table. Their gazes collided in the air, and Han Xi couldn't control her accelerated heartbeat, her cheeks burning red.
