Hamman Building.
Tang Zhixian worked overtime until eleven o'clock before leaving the company.
As soon as she stepped out of the building, she saw Liang Yuanze.
He was dressed in a suit, leaning against a Lexus smoking a cigarette, shrouded in the night mist.
"Zhixian." Upon seeing Tang Zhixian, Liang Yuanze smiled faintly, "Can we talk?"
"I have nothing to talk about with you." Tang Zhixian turned and walked away.
Liang Yuanze quickened his pace and grabbed her arm, "I really have something to discuss with you."
"I don't want to listen." No matter what Liang Yuanze had to say, Tang Zhixian couldn't be bothered to listen.
But Liang Yuanze didn't let her go, and in the dead of night, with brute force, he pushed her into the car.
Tang Zhixian's eyes showed wariness as she moved back a bit.
Liang Yuanze, sitting next to her and smoking, said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I just want to talk for a bit."