Chapter 597
As soon as the door was opened, Ragib's handsome face was right outside the door, as relaxed as if he had come to his own hotel.
"Don't dawdle. It will take you a long time to open a door." Ragib crossed Zoya with dissatisfaction and walked in.
Zoya glared at him. "You just want to stay here for one night, don't you?"
"Of course." After Ragib entered, he swept his gaze across her hall. "It's such a small house. You usually invite me here. I'm not used to staying in a place like this for a long time." "Sht, then you don't want to come here!"
Zoya gritted her teeth and said, "I'll make it clear first. If you dare to touch a strand of my hair, I'll never be polite to you!"
Ragib threw the key to the Ferrari onto the sofa in the hall. He turned around and scanned her from head to toe.
It was different from her usual style of dressing. Zoya was wearing a lady's casual t- shirt, a long-sleeved shirt, a high-collar, tight- fitting jeans, and a middle-sized waist.
Other than her face and hands, not a single bit of skin could be seen from her entire body.
It was obvious that he was worried that he would plot against her and wrap himself up tightly!
However, the clothes she wore did not completely hide her beauty and excellence. Her hair was combed into a curve on one side of her shoulder, dripping with water from the end of her hair. She had just taken a shower, and her jeans outlined her beautiful legs and tight hips...
Zoya's face suddenly changed when she saw him glancing at her meaningfully. "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen a beauty?"
"You?" Ragib smiled.
"What do you mean?" Zoya saw contempt in his smile.
Wasn't she a beauty?
- He was obviously staring at her!
Ragib had a 'don't worry look on his face. "Do you really think that I'm too hungry and want to court women? But I've seen too many beautiful women. You're the first one who doesn't know what's good for you."
Zoya's face turned livid.
Ragib replied without even turning his head, "Put down the knife that you hid behind your back. A knife can't do anything to me, and you're no match for me."
Zoya's face froze.
Ragib saw through the shock in her eyes. "You hid your hand behind your back and looked vigilant. Is there any possibility that you're hiding a weapon?" He took another look at the plate of fruits on the short table in the hall. "The knife isn't here. You're holding a fruit knife, aren't you?"
With the help of a senior officer, he figured out all of Zoya's plans without missing anything!
In the increasingly terrible look on Zoya's face, Ragib walked to the laptop again and casually pressed a button. The image of the elephant head shooting in the hall immediately appeared on the screen-
"Hmph." Ragib said disdainfully, "The preparation work is good, but it's a pity that I'm the one you're going to meet."
Zoya felt awkward for a while. But he had realized it and she didn't want to hide it anymore.
She flashed the fruit knife hidden behind her back. "Since you know, then I don't have to hide it anymore. I'll tell you Ragib, and I'll say it again. I don't care why you suddenly came to my place tonight, but if you dare to touch me, I'll never let you go so easily."
"If you're on guard against me, a fruit knife won't be able to do anything to me." Ragib walked towards her.
Zoya took a step back and said, "Don't come here!"
Ragib ignored her words and walked over with large strides.
"You -
Zoya just pointed the fruit knife at him.
Ragib had already strode to the front of her and grabbed her hand that was holding a knife.
"Let go!" Zoya shouted. "Ragib, what do you want to do?"
Ragib snatched the knife away from her hand and threw it aside.
"If you dare touch me, I'll sue you for rape!" Zoya's expression changed. She tried her best to pull out her hand, but Ragib's grip on her hand was like a piece of steel that no one could break free of.
In the cry of Zoya, Ragib held out his hand and put it inside his coat.
He took out a gun.
"Ragib..." Zoya was shocked when Ragib put the gun in her hand.
"If you want to guard against me, use this," he said. "If I have violated you midway through, you can shoot."
Zoya was stunned.
Looking at the gun in his hand, she felt like she had lost her mind.
"Can you rest assured?" Ragib looked at the dazed expression on the woman's face. "I've said before that I've thought too much."
In the end, with the dumbfounded expression on Zoya's face, Ragib walked towards the other side of the hall.
Zoya looked at Ragib's back and then looked at the gun he had given her.
Huh?
Did he really just come here to stay for one night?
In front of him, Ragib took off his coat and looked around the hall for a look. "I'm going to take a shower. Where's the bathroom... I saw it." He headed straight for Zoya's room.
As soon as Zoyaa saw it, she hurried to catch up with him. "Hey, who let you into my room! Is a woman's room so easy for a man like you to enter? Ragib, come out! Come out!"
In Zhan house, there were only two bathrooms. She had not equipped the supplementary bathroom tools in the hall yet.
That was because no one would come here to spend the night except for Chloe, who had been here for a few days last time.
So only her room was equipped with bathrooms and bathrooms.
Ragib ignored her cries and strode into her room.
Then, he saw the bed without folded quilts, the books all over the floor, and a sofa full of clothes.
.." Ragib looked at her room and glanced back at Zoya
who had followed him in. "Is this the so-called 'female room'? I thought it was a lady's room."
Zoya's face was burning hot.
"I'm so embarrassed that I can't help doing it!"
None of the girls wanted to be seen as their messy room by the opposite sex, and they had no face at all.
Zoya swallowed. "What do I know? I just came back and lay down for a while. I didn't have time to clean up the room. I am the editor-in-chief of the newspaper office. Of course, I have a lot of books..."
However, Ragib did not seem to listen to her explanation at all. He walked into her bathroom.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Zoya rushed over and said, "Who told you to use my bathroom!"
Ragib turned his head. "You want to come in and see me taking a bath?"
Zoya's footsteps stopped at the door of the bathroom.
Ragib placed one hand on the doorframe and used his height advantage to check the woman's stiff face. "I don't care. I have enough confidence in my figure. Are you coming in?"
Zoya swallowed, and her face quickly turned hot.
Ragib moved to the side and opened the bathroom door. "Then chief editor, please come in."
Zoya took two steps back. "Shame on you."
"Does that mean you won't come in?" Ragib's smile instantly disappeared as he closed the door.
Peng!
Zoya looked angrily at the door in front of her.
Ragib's voice came from inside. "Prepare a bath towel for me, and take out whatever wine you have. By the way, clean up the room I'm sleeping in."
Zoya suspected that she had heard it. Her eyes turned red. She clenched her fist and roared, "Do you think I'm a hotel? Or do you want me to be your master? Why should I prepare these things for you? I have no obligation to serve you!"