Time is precious

"Let me drop you at your home." 

Fan Bingbing shook her head immediately. She didn't want him to meet her after this dinner at all and so dropping her home was out of the question. 

"It's late, Miss Fan, and I believe you won't get any cabs at this hour," Zhang Han said, his gaze still fixed at her face. 

"Thank you for the dinner, Mr. Zhang but I really don't want you to drop me. My apartment is just two blocks away from the restaurant." She politely declined. She was not lying. Initially, she agreed to accompany him for dinner also for the reason that he had chosen the restaurant near her apartment. 

"Then, let me walk you." Zhang Han was not taking no for an answer.