Chapter 285: You're dead and well, why play dead?

Qiao Ran took her grandmother back home, then returned to the hotel; it was already half past eleven at night.

Over the past two years, besides work, Qiao Ran did not like to interact with people.

So when she traveled for business, she always indulged in the luxury of staying in a private presidential suite, the entire floor occupied only by her, except for the service staff.

Stepping out of the elevator, she spotted a dark figure leaning against the corridor from afar.

Seeing the tall and handsome Han Mo, with his strong and handsome features, a coldness sharpened like ice flashed in Qiao Ran's eyes.

"You damned mangy dog, you still have the face to come here!" Qiao Ran said, moving quickly in a few steps and raising her hand to slash at Han Mo's face.

Han Mo quickly grabbed Qiao Ran's hand, spun her around into his arms, used her fingers to unlock the fingerprint lock, and swiftly pushed open the door, moving into the room.

The entire process took only a few seconds.