Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia didn't know, maybe she would never know. What happened before Han Qilu called her, but as bystanders, we have the right to know what happened, and we also have the right to know why this kid suddenly became nervous and became patient.

-------Dear, hello, my name is dividing line-------

"Master Han has done this at a young age, which is really admirable. I hope I will have the opportunity to cooperate with you next time."

"That's natural." Han Qilu smiled deeply without arrogance, and shook hands with the president of the other company before leaving with the contract. Han Qilu in the market is like an invincible beast, even if it is a fierce opponent, he must respect it by three points, not to mention that this time he is here to discuss cooperation.

I got into a black business car. The Han driver in the driver's seat hesitated for a while, then turned to ask Han Qilu, who was sitting in the back seat holding a tablet and reading the electronic contract, and said: "Master, we are going directly to the hotel. Or just stroll around?"

Han Qilu stopped the movement in his hand, raised his head from the tablet and looked out the car window...

The tall office buildings, the crowded but not noisy sidewalks, the big trees planted beside the sidewalks... all these are strange but familiar. Everywhere there are people, there are sidewalks, and there are trees. As for her, she should be living like her man in a corner of the city now, right?

Thousands of colors flashed through his eyes, and finally turned into night-like black, which made people feel chills.

"Back to the hotel." He faintly opened his lips, lowered his head again, found a comfortable sitting position and started working again. The reason he came here is not for her, but for work. Wandering around and the like... it's pure nonsense!

Since the Han Group's industries are all over the world, it naturally also has industries in the United States. This driver is the general manager of Han's Dazzling Hotel, a high-end hotel in the United States. Every time Han Qilu came to the United States, he was the respondent.

The car stopped in front of the ‘dazzling hotel’ ten minutes later. The twenty-odd-storey hotel looks even smaller. After getting out of the car, surrounded by a group of bodyguards and hotel security, he got into the exclusive elevator. The elevator moved up slowly until it reached the highest floor-the twenty-seventh floor.

The elevator door opened slowly, and he just took a step with his foot raised, but he met someone.

A long, slightly curled lavender hair caught his eyes. The woman is wearing a light blue low-cut evening dress, holding a black diamond-encrusted limited edition bag, and one hand is holding a mobile phone impatiently and calling: "How many times have I told you today? Don't call, I want to meet a very important person."

I didn't know what was said over there, the woman simply hung up the phone and turned her head, but just hit Han Qilu's eyes.

For a moment, surprise, surprise, and then slowly joy clothed Xiang Mankui's face.

Knowing that Han Qilu would live here when she came to the United States for a meeting, she waited here at noon. In order to wait for him, she retired all the original, slow and no gap schedule, just to wait for him.

At that time, she moved her lips, not knowing what to say. However, a drop of transparent liquid was slowly drawn in the right eye, it was tears.

"Qilu..." Years of missing, all gathered in this call. She missed him very much, even in the interview, the crowd would still feel lonely.

Finally, she finally waited for him...