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Chapter 50 Dilraba: I deserve to die!

Soon, the crew members had all left, while Dilraba's female assistant was waiting in a car not far away.

Under the orange streetlights, only Han Xian and Dilireba remained.

Eyes facing each other.

Han Xian, being thick-skinned, didn't see anything wrong with it. After all, he was the one being kissed. Although it was his first time filming a kissing scene and he hadn't been kissed by Dilraba yet, he was patient and would get kissed eventually.

Dilraba was genuinely a little embarrassed.

It wasn't the awkwardness of meeting a stranger for the first time, but the awkwardness of having to do intimate things that go beyond familiarity when you've just gotten to know each other a little bit—like taking the initiative to kiss Han Xian.

After a while, Han Xian took the initiative to break the awkward silence.

He looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression. "Dilraba, if I said right now that the weather is nice tonight, sunny and breezy, wouldn't I seem silly?"

"Heh heh! Not stupid at all, actually quite handsome!"

Dilireba couldn't help but laugh out loud, her bright eyes falling on Han Xianshuai's face, her brows and eyes full of smiles.

She's not stupid; she could tell Han Xian was trying to defuse her awkwardness.

This thoughtfulness and attentiveness alone makes his exceptional soul ten or a hundred times more attractive than his appearance!

Han Xian turned his head and openly looked Dilireba up and down, nodding in praise, "You are also very beautiful, and you have a great figure."

The black base layer highlights the shapely curves of the upper body, while the black slim-fit shark pants hug the straight and slender long legs. The high heels, at least ten centimeters high, make the figure appear even more slender and tall.

It's a bit of a shame that the red trench coat covers too much of her body, so you can't see her slender waist and the rest of her body below.

Dilraba pulled her trench coat tighter, her face flushed, and rolled her eyes at Han Xian. She couldn't help but shake her fist, "Don't look at me like that... I really want to punch you!"

Han Xian raised an eyebrow. "Scientific experiments have shown that looking at beautiful women is good for your physical and mental health. You're beautiful and have a great figure. If I don't look at you openly, am I supposed to peek at you furtively? That would be even more deserving of a beating."

Dilireba was speechless. She took a deep breath, gave Han Xian a thumbs up, and said, "Your skin is thicker than I thought!"

Han Xian smiled faintly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Dilraba gave a slight smirk, "Am I praising you?"

Han Xian shrugged and sighed, "I grew up surrounded by criticism, so I'm used to taking it as praise. I'll take that as a compliment."

This……

Was Han Xian's childhood really that miserable?

I actually said that about him!

I...I deserve to die!

Dilireba couldn't help but pinch her arm hard, then looked at Han Xian with teary eyes filled with guilt and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

my God!

Did Dilraba really take it seriously?

Did you even pinch yourself until you cried?

She's really ruthless to herself!

It's a wolf that's gone!

Han Xian forcibly suppressed the smirk that was creeping up his lips, feigning surprise as he looked at Dilireba, "You...you apologized? You didn't actually believe me, did you?"

Dilireba was stunned, staring wide-eyed at Han Xian. "What do you mean by that? Don't tell me you were lying to me!"

Han Xian nodded slowly, "...Mhm!"

Hmm?

Dilireba's eyes instantly swelled to half their normal size as she stared intently at Han Xian, seemingly trying to pierce through his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys with her gaze!

She thought she had accidentally said something wrong and hurt Han Xian's feelings, so she felt guilty that she pinched her arm hard to punish herself, and the pain almost brought tears to her eyes!

The results of it?

Not only did she fall for his trick, but Han Xian also only responded with a simple "uh-huh"!

If you hold back for a moment, you'll only get angrier; if you back down, you'll only feel like you've lost out!

Get him!

Dilireba turned around, grabbed a tree branch from behind her, and charged at Han Xian, scaring him so much that he took off running!

Dilraba gritted her teeth and shouted, "Han Xian!!! I'll kill you!"

Han Xian ran around like a madman, constantly shouting, "Dilraba!!! You're a beautiful superstar! You need to be mindful of your image in public!"

"It's just you and me here! I'm minding my sister's image!"

"You're a lady, how can you swear like that!"

"I'm going to explode! Don't try to run away if you dare!"

"You're going to kill me! I'd have to be out of my mind to not run away!"

"I won't kill you if you don't run!"

"real?"

"Of course! I promise!"

"Ha! If you didn't have a branch in your hand, I might have believed your nonsense!"

"Stop right there! Don't run! Let me give you a good whack!"

"No way!"

"..."

The female assistant, standing not far away, stared dumbfounded at the murderous and deranged Dilireba, then mechanically turned her head to look at Han Xian, who was being chased.

Is this... Dilraba?

Is that the good-tempered, easy-going, forgiving, kind, and carefree Dilireba Dilmurat?

Her current appearance is completely opposite to her previous reserved goddess image!

Even the eccentric Gao Wen didn't ruin her image like this!

……

a long time.

The two, who had been bickering, finally stopped.

Han Xian snatched the branch from Dilireba's hand, broke it into pieces, and threw it away, so he wasn't whipped, but she still punched him several times.

Fortunately, he was strong and robust with high defense, while Dilraba was light and flexible and easy to push over. Her fair little fists landed on him with a force not much different from flirting.

After this playful banter, the awkward atmosphere between the two was shattered, and a sense of ease and comfort filled the air.

When each person reveals a little bit of their hidden side, and the other sees it, there's no need to wear certain fake masks anymore.

Han Xian nodded to Dilireba, "It's past eight o'clock, how about we find a place to grab some late-night snacks? Like a hot pot or barbecue stall, a cake or milk tea shop... and buy some snacks on the way back."

Night snack?

snack?

I haven't sneaked a bite in days!

I want to eat them all!

Dilireba swallowed hard, then glanced at the Toyota Alphard not far away, her expression pitiful. "But Sister Lingling is still here, she won't allow me to go out for a late-night snack."

Han Xian laughed and said, "No matter how big she is, she can't be bigger than Director Chen. You repeat what Director Chen said, and if she doesn't believe you, let her go and confirm it with Director Chen."

Should we confirm with Director Chen?

Sister Lingling wouldn't dare!

Dilireba chuckled and immediately walked over to the Toyota Alphard to talk to her female assistant.

A moment later, Dilireba, who had changed into flat shoes, walked over and gave Han Xian a slight smile.

"You were right. Sister Lingling said that as long as we are careful not to get photographed... we just need to be back at the hotel before 11 o'clock."

"Isn't she coming along?"

"I won't follow."

"Does she trust me that much?"

She said...you are safe.

Dilraba's eyes were a little strange, filled with curiosity, pity, and above all, a sense of relaxation as if she had lost much of her guard.

Han Xian was surprised for a second, then noticed the curiosity and pity in Dilireba's eyes, and understood.

The people at Jiaxing, or rather Yang Mi, must have found out about his reputation as the "male version of Lin Daiyu," otherwise they wouldn't be so at ease and say he's safe.

I wonder if Yang Mi and the others will regret their misjudgment of him when they find out the truth in the future.

Dilraba raised an eyebrow at Han Xian, "Are you coming or not?"

"Walk!"

The two walked side by side, passing one orange street lamp after another.

The shadows stretched and shrank beneath their feet, then stretched and shrank again, repeating this process alternately.

The 40-centimeter safety line between the two has been reduced to single digits.

The distance between hands overlaps in the shadows.