Chapter 301: There Are Really Ghosts in This World 21

Xia Xiyan didn't give Lei Lifan a chance to finish speaking, she raised her foot and kicked Lei Lifan's crotch fiercely.

She has endured this scumbag for a long time, and she has been unable to make sense with him, and has been pestering her to say what bullshit love, and she has heard it for a while.

Xia Xiyan didn't say a word to Lei Lifan anymore, and bypassed her to push the door out.

She also thought that Lei Lifan would reveal some useful information to her, she really came out for nothing, that scumbag was simply over-hormonal and wanted to mate with someone.

As soon as she thought of the scumbag wanting to hit her attention, Xia Xiyan felt sick to her stomach.

For the sake of her physical and mental health, she will never see a scumbag again.

What Xia Xiyan didn't know was that the conversation between her and Lei Lifan all fell on He Zehan's ears.

Invisible cameras are installed in every corner of the villa, and every corner of the bedroom is also installed in the natural summer, and the bathroom is not spared.

He Zehan usually doesn't go out, he only stays in his bedroom, watching Xia Xiyan's every move through monitoring.

At this moment, he heard the conversation between the two, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He Zehan turned off the monitoring screen, stood up, walked to the bookshelf, twisted a book on the shelf, the bookshelf moved slowly, and behind the bookshelf was a long secret passage, and he walked in.

Dim wall lamps are installed on both sides of the passageway, creating a chilly atmosphere.

As soon as Xia Xiyan returned to the villa, she asked the housekeeper about He Zehan's bedroom.

He always doesn't come out to see her, the two can't get in touch, and how can he cultivate a relationship.

If he doesn't come, she will have to go to see him.

Although she is still afraid of him now, she can only bite the bullet for the sake of the task.

These days, the housekeeper could see that the young master was different from this woman, so he took the initiative to take Xia Xiyan to He Zehan's bedroom.

The housekeeper was about to knock on the door, but Xia Xiyan stopped him.

"I'll just come, butler, you can get busy!" Xia Xiyan said to the housekeeper with a smile.

The butler replied respectfully and turned to leave.

Xia Xiyan knocked on the door and shouted several times, but there was no response from inside.

She pushed hard, and the door opened.

"Zehan, is it convenient for me to come in, are you there? If you don't answer me, I'm going to come in! ”

Xia Xiyan stood outside the door and said tentatively to the house.

There was still no response from inside, Xia Xiyan didn't want to stand at the door and wait, she walked in.

Xia Xiyan looked at He Zehan's room curiously and found that his room was decorated in cold colors.

looked around the bedroom, but didn't see He Zehan.

The housekeeper obviously said that he was in the bedroom, how could there be no one?

Is it in the bathroom?

Xia Xiyan walked to the door of the bathroom, leaned on the door and listened, there was no sound of water, was the person in the bathroom?

She was struggling with whether to go into the bathroom and find someone.

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice sounded behind him.

Xia Xiyan was taken aback, she turned her head and found that He Zehan was standing behind her, and she didn't know how long she had been standing behind her.

She was even more strange, she searched in the bedroom just now, but she couldn't find anyone, why did this person run behind her!

"I just miss you, come and see you." Xia Xiyan smiled at He Zehan.

He Zehan coldly withdrew his gaze from her, "Now that I see, you can go out." ”

She's seducing him, flattering him, that's how he reacts! This reaction!

Xia Xiyan's self-esteem was hit hard, she touched her face, he used to like her very much, and praised her for being beautiful, how come he has recovered his memory now, and his aesthetics have changed.

She walked out of He Zehan's bedroom with some frustration.