Chapter 3

　　For a moment, Xia Fei thought that she was dreaming. She first made her mind clear, and then incredibly widened her eyes. She saw that the man had already buckled the shirt button, and then picked up an expensive black suit sent by the hotel just now. He was very elegant and gentlemanly, and even put the blue and white skirt in the dark blue brocade box in front of the collar of the suit. Her noble breath spread out like a beam of light, and her whole body was stiff in an instant. Her blood flowed backward, and her nails were pinched into her palm. It was really painful—

　　Han Yijiang pursed his lips and coughed lightly. Then he looked at himself in the mirror and adjusted his appearance decently. Through the mirror in front of him, he looked at the girl on the bed. Her hair was messy and confused, as if she had not yet woken up and widened her eyes, staring at him in a daze...

　　With a flash of light in his eyes, he stared at the girl in front of him and said slowly... "Are you awake?"

　　With a bang in the back of Xia Fei's head, she swallowed her anger and instantly sobered up. She was scared out of her wits and sat up, but the sheets on her body fell down with a whoosh. She looked down and finally put down the gas. She cried out in shock, "Ah—"

　　The scream shattered the entire hotel, and the snow outside the window was shaken off a little bit...

　　Han Yijiang frowned and looked at the girl in front of him with a little confusion. He pulled the golden sheets as if his nerves were in a mess. He quickly covered his chest and surrounded his naked body. Then he screamed in a rough voice, "Who are you?"

　　He listened to this idiot's words and looked at the man in front of him coldly and helplessly. He said, "Why do you ask the same question many times a night?"

　　When Xia Fei heard this, she felt even more desperate and wanted to cry. She grabbed the remote control at the bedside and shouted at the person in front of her, "Who are you? Why am I with you?"

　　Han Yijiang stared at Xia Fei's nervous expression, and he was also a little confused. He sneered and said, "Why? You were so enthusiastic last night, but now you regret to expose yourself in the early morning?"

　　Xia Fei took a deep breath, pulled the sheets with one hand, and jumped out of bed with the other hand as a weapon. She wanted to get close but did not dare to get close to the man in front of her. She screamed angrily and tremblingly, "Who are you? Why am I with you? I don't know you. Why am I so passionate? I know you well!"

　　Han Yijiang didn't have time to talk nonsense with her. He just took a check out of his wallet and threw it in the air to Xia Fei. Then he said with a poker face, "This is your reason..."

　　Xia Fei was stunned. She looked at the white check and slowly floated toward herself, but before she could reach it, she had already floated back to the man's expensive leather shoes. She gave Xia Fei a cold look indifferently, then stepped on the check, turned around and strode away...

　　However, just as his hand touched the golden doorknob and was about to open the door, he heard a clear, crisp and angry voice saying... "Hello... Hello, the police station? Someone raped me last night..."

　　He was stunned and stopped at the door handle. He was a little surprised and slowly turned around, only to see that Xia Fei was angrily holding the sheet with one hand, waving the speaker, and looking at him provocatively...

　　Xue'er was still flying outside in a mess...

　　Han Yijiang sat on the sofa and lifted his wrist in a hurry. He glanced at the time...