Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Han Qilu..." An Chuxia looked at Han Qilu in surprise, and he actually blocked her slap this time. Eh? Why use ‘again’? Oh! By the way, Mo Xinwei was about to hit him just now, and he also helped himself stop.

At this moment, her chest suddenly became warm, and her eyes could not help but become red. It seemed that he would appear every time she had trouble...

The hostility that Han Qilu exudes made the middle-aged woman unable to help being covered in cold sweat. With her years of experience in seeing people, this handsome man must be difficult to deal with.

Her name for Han Qilu suddenly changed from a boy to a man. Because only men can have that cold, bloodthirsty look... and Han Qilu is indeed only 18 years old. Just grown up...

"Who are you? Do you want to buy fruit?" The middle-aged woman couldn't stop her voice trembling now, but she still pretended to ask calmly.

Originally, he planned to end this disgusting old woman directly here, but now it seems that there may be a better way! It's never too late to end her life.

The icy face suddenly became gentle, and the chiseled face showed a subtle smile: "Is it the landlord's aunt? I am the fiancé of early summer, Han Qilu, the heir of the Han group. Our wedding began when she became an adult. It will be held. I hope you can come to our wedding at that time."

An intoxicating voice faintly spoke with a smile, An Chuxia was stunned and looked at him. It happened that Han Qilu glanced at her in a blink of an eye at this time, and then showed her a gentle to the extreme smile.

What the **** is he doing? An Chuxia is puzzled, but she understands one thing. Han Qilu is helping her. This recognition alone calmed her originally angry heart, and even brought some joy.

"Fiance?" The middle-aged woman widened her eyes in surprise, and if she let others see her surprised expression, she couldn't help laughing. He stretched out his finger and pointed to An Chuxia: "The young master of the Han group will marry you?"

Seeing the disbelief on the middle-aged woman’s face, Han Qilu took out her business card [pure gold business card] from her pocket and handed it to the middle-aged woman. She hurriedly took it, confirming that the business card was pure gold. She went to read the words on the business card: Han Qilu, general manager of Hanshi Group.

Of course Han Qilu's name is very loud, heir to the Han family. Before An Chuxia entered Han's house, she often heard people talking about him. What to say is handsome and rich. This woman obviously knew Han Qilu too, raised her head and looked at Han Qilu for a long time, then suddenly shouted, "God!"

"Hehe, Chuxia is a good girl. I don't want anyone to slander her. You know, slandering her reputation is tantamount to slandering...the future president of the Han Group."

The weight of these words is quite heavy. The middle-aged woman glanced at An Chuxia and suddenly took out the necklace from her pocket and handed it back to An Chuxia. I think this necklace fits your temperament very well, you put it away, put it away."

Seeing all this, the corners of Han Qilu's eyes curled up: "No, this kind of necklace that is only a few hundred thousand yuan at home needs as much as you want. Auntie, please take it. We are here to get the keys. I want to live before early summer. Place to look."