"Have you been drinking?" he asked, frowning.

"Why are you here?" she asked instead. "Where's little Jane? I want to see little Jane!"

"I'll take you back." Han Lin said, then looked up and looked at the man standing in front of him. A ray of light flashed in his eyes, "Zhou Liye!"

"Mr. Han has a good memory. He even remembers my name." Zhou Liye smiled.

"Why are you with Li Li?" he asked.

"Li and I were friends in the game. It happened that we had another project to work together, so we had a meal together tonight. No, she was a little drunk, so we sent her back." Zhou Liye returned.

The other party directly called "Li Li", which made Han Lin feel a little harsh, "Yeah, well, thank you. You can go back. I'll take Li Li upstairs."

"OK." Zhou Liye said, then took a step forward and said goodbye to Bei Li, "Li Li, see you another day."

"OK, another day... See you another day." Belle nodded her head, which made her head more dizzy. At the same time, she didn't forget to let herself show a polite smile.

Of course, she thought it was a polite smile, but in Han Lin's view, the smile was like reluctant to part.

Almost subconsciously, he clasped the fingers of her arm, tightened it more tightly, and then dragged her directly into the elevator.

"How painful!" Baili couldn't help shouting, trying to get rid of Han Lin's hand.

But he suddenly pulled her into his arms, "are you with such people all night?"

"Yes... So what?" she muttered.

"Don't you know not to get drunk in front of other men? What if something happens?" he was a little angry, inexplicable and uncomfortable. He didn't like her to be so drunk in front of other men. She knew how provocative her drunkenness was.

In particular, his mind was still full of the scene he had seen before. Zhou Liye hugged her. He knew that she was drunk and couldn't stand stably at all, but he just felt uncomfortable. His chest seemed to be blocked.

"Ann... I... I'll protect myself." Bailey was a little inarticulate, and the whole man struggled to get out of his arms.

"Protect yourself?" he suddenly sneered. "Belle, do you think you can protect yourself in front of a man like this? You can't protect anything at all."

She wriggled uncomfortably, "you... You let go of me... Han Lin, you let go... Let go of me..."

"I said I would never let go of you," he said. With his voice falling, the elevator door opened. He took her by the arm, took out the door key and pulled her into the house.

The room was dark, and the sound of closing the door sounded in the silent space. Then, her whole person was pressed on the wall of the porch, and his body followed closely. His breath enveloped her whole body and completely imprisoned her in his arms.

She wanted to push him away, but her hand was against his chest, but then his hand clasped her wrist and pressed on both sides of her side.