Getting married by mistake: the embarrassing wife of the cold-faced president

Chapter 71 Playboy 4
Back in the office, Zhuang Honghong chattered.

She said: "Han Da image designer is not bad, not only is he tall, good-looking, but also very humorous! Lala, think about it, he makes you happy for you. If you use it, it proves that your relationship is not superficial."

I glanced at her and denied it: "I'm just a nodding acquaintance with him, so how could it be that we have a serious relationship?"

Zhuang Honghong didn't believe it, and put on a hideous face, forcing me to ask: "Lala, are you really nodding friends with Han Da's image designer? But he said just now that he was turned into ashes by you." I also know an old friend. Lala, tell me the truth, let’s be frank and lenient, when did you meet? I didn’t expect you to be so deep, and you know such a peerless man, and you don’t even let a fart go. I’m so sorry for our office my fellow women!"

I got angry and looked at her again: "Do you believe what this playboy says?"

"Believe it!" Zhuang Honghong said: "Because he is a handsome guy, of course I believe what he said." She followed up with enthusiasm and asked: "Lala, tell me, what did he say to you just now?"

"Forgot." I said with a blank face.

"Cut!" Zhuang Honghong didn't believe it, "Don't talk about pulling it down."

Over there, Wang Qian poked her head out from between her grids, with a look of envy and hatred on her face: "Lala, you are so lucky. Not only did you marry a 'tall, rich and handsome' husband, but you also know this 'tall, rich and handsome' Han Da image." Designer—hey, why am I not so lucky?"

Hu Kang also poked his head out of his cubicle, and said sourly: "This is the so-called Matthew Effect: If she doesn't have a man, let her have nothing; if she has a man, give her more men."

Yay bah, it makes me feel like Pan Jinlian is reincarnated.

I said that I have the heart to be Pan Jinlian, but I don't have the guts to be Pan Jinlian, okay?

I'm not willing to be framed by that guy Han Qingluo just like this, what's the matter, I have to fight back from the jedi, come and build a bridge across the mountains and water, right?

So a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said casually: "Han Qingluo is the second son of the Han Enterprise Group, Han Jing'er's younger brother—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Honghong slapped his head and yelled, "Ah yes, why didn't I remember that Han Da's image designer is the second son of the Han Enterprise Group, Han Jinger's twin brother."

I calmly disregarded my relationship with Han Qingluo: "My husband and Han Qingluo's sister, Han Jing'er, used to be lovers, and they almost became husband and wife. Although my husband can't be Han Qingluo's brother-in-law now, , but the two of them are still friends, my husband's friend is also my friend, right? So it's not surprising that I know him. "

I think what I said is quite clever.

Not only did he generously admit that Han Qingluo and I knew each other, but he also reiterated that Han Qingluo is the younger brother of Cheng Yiming's ex-girlfriend Han Jing'er. When outsiders heard it, they would say that he had no manners, and that he was just spreading rumors to vent his anger on his sister Han Jing'er.

Zhuang Honghong said: "What medicine did Han Da's image designer take wrongly today? He even came to our magazine office! It's strange, what's the matter with him?"

Lu Zhengnan just walked into the office, and when he heard this, he laughed immediately: "The gossip I heard in the tea room just now is that he was dissatisfied with the photos taken by Mr. Qiao last time, so the image designer of Han University personally Come to our magazine and ask Mr. Qiao to take another set of photos for him."

Zhuang Honghong held her D-cup breasts and F-cup belly and said, "Is that so?" She said enthusiastically, "Lala, let's go to the photo studio on the ninth floor?"

"I'm not going." I was so scared that I quickly shook my head.

"Go Su Lala, come with me, okay?" Zhuang Honghong pushed me.

"Fatty Zhuang, I think you should save yourself." Hu Kang stretched out his respectable head from the grid again: "It's not that you don't know Mr. Qiao's temper. When he is working, he doesn't like being disturbed by others. "

"Ah yes." Zhuang Honghong's enthusiasm was extinguished by a basin of cold water, and she suddenly became listless.

I am very troubled.

It's not that he doesn't regret provoking Han Qingluo, the devil.Now that June's debt has to be repaid quickly, being entangled by Han Qingluo is not a good thing, it is a disaster caused by impulsiveness.

I stayed up until I got off work and walked out of the building.

Not far away, a black luxury Rolls-Royce drove over and stopped in front of me.The car door opened, it was Han Qingluo, he got off the driver's seat, walked around the front of the car, then opened the door of the passenger seat, and made a "please" gesture to me very gentlemanly.

I put on a blank face and got into his car.

Han Qingluo also got into the car. He glanced at me and pretended to be stupid: "Sulala——what's the matter with you? With this stinky face, it seems like you have a grudge against me."

I hummed: "I don't want to get too close to you and let others gossip."

"What gossip?" Han Qingluo was still pretending to be stupid, with a look of surprise—hey, it's a waste of talent not to be an actor.

"People—" I bit my lips: "People will say that you and I—"

"What about you and me?" Han Qingluo pretended to be stupid and continued.

"People say you and me... say you and me..." I was anxious, hesitated a bit, and then blurted out: "Well, the relationship between me and you is not normal!"

"I don't care what other people say." Han Qingluo shrugged.

"I care." I gritted my teeth.

Han Qingluo laughed with a "chi": "Su Lala, I despise you. I didn't expect you to be so vulgar and to be swayed by other people's gossip. Don't you find it tiring? Do you live for yourself, or do you live for yourself? Live for someone else's opinion?"

I muttered: "But saliva can drown people."

Han Qingluo said: "Then why don't you just learn to swim? Swim in other people's saliva, not only will you not be drowned, but you will also be happy."

Bah, that's easy to say!
"Su Lala, what do you want to eat?" Han Qingluo changed the subject

"Anything." I said.

"There is no 'casual' food." Han Qingluo teased.

I shot him a sideways glance.

Han Qingluo narrowed his eyes and began to laugh - in fact, Han Qingluo is not very annoying, he is a veritable handsome guy, "tall, rich and handsome" is no exception.What is rare is that he still has his own business, and he is actually a well-known image designer in this city.

"There is a newly opened western restaurant on Zhongshan Road. It is said that the taste is very authentic and the atmosphere is good." Han Qingluo said: "Because I'm busy, I haven't had time to try it. Why don't we go to eat western food."

"Eat Western food, eat Western food!" I said, "After eating, I will go our own way with you, and we have nothing to do with each other."

"Of course, is it possible that you come to my house for tea after dinner? Or, I come to your house for coffee?" Han Qing glanced at me in the rearview mirror with a smile on his face: "Lonely men and widows are alone in a room, Like in the movie, hugging each other at the end, it will be a matter of course—”

I interrupted him: "A big man, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Han Qing smiled, and the mockery at the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Finally he stopped talking nonsense.

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(End of this chapter)