What Is Han Zimo Trying to Do?

The limited edition sports car stopped in front of Xia Yishan. The rear window rolled down, revealing Han Zimo's handsome face.

"Yishan, are you waiting for the car?" Han Zimo took the initiative to greet Xia Yishan.

Xia Yishan took two steps forward and said politely," Yes." President Han, are you going back too?"

Han Zimo nodded." Get in the car. I'll give you a ride.""

Xia Yishan was speechless.

Big Brother Han, I don't dare!

Xia Yishan smiled politely and said," CEO Han, I'm a female artiste after all. It's not appropriate for me to get into your car. If the paparazzi were to take pictures of me, I wouldn't be able to explain myself. Why don't you go back first? I'll just take a taxi!""

Han Zimo smiled. He didn't expect Xia Yishan to be so straightforward. He had no choice but to open the car door himself and step out with his long and straight legs.