Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

She breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that Han Qilu was really gone, and turned around and walked to the unknown housekeeper Han, who lowered her voice and said, "Housekeeper Han, can you do me a favor?"

Butler Han looks like an old man nearly half a century old, but in fact he is an all-purpose butler. Not only do things skillfully and never procrastinate, but also help you without asking why.

Sitting in the extended Bentley, An Chuxia squeezed the phone in her hand and pressed a series of numbers, but there was a busy tone. She tapped her phone, and she looked up at the housekeeper Han who was driving in front of her: "Housekeeper Han, is the phone number you gave me Lila really useful? Why has no one answered?"

Butler Han glanced at the rearview mirror inside the car, the rearview mirror reflected An Chuxia's anxious face. From her description, he knew what happened in the morning and said he wanted to see how Lila was doing. So he approached Ding Ning and asked for her mobile phone number, which was where she was now. He gave An Chuxia his cell phone number and drove to Lila.

To be honest, he didn't understand why An Chuxia would go to see a woman who had nothing to do with her, but still mocked her. But then I think that this child has grown up in poverty since he was a child, and naturally he also has the kindness that is unique to poor people. But in the eyes of those who have been instilled in ‘be kind to others is ruthless to yourself’ from birth, Lila is a completely dispensable role.

Just like the young master, the day Lila was rescued, it happened to be the day when she completely broke off the relationship with Xiang Mankui, so the young master would indulge himself? And today, the young master's decision to Lila was taken for granted.

Opening his mouth, butler Han said with a faint smile: "This number must be useful. Don't worry, we will be there soon."

On a relatively busy street, some of the bustling people are busy on the road, some are shopping slowly. The expression on everyone's face is different, and all the same. The same...indifferent.

"Smelly beggar! Die!" Several girls glared fiercely at Lila, who was lying on the ground with tattered clothes and bloodstains, and walked over her body. These people all regarded her as a beggar, and they didn't see the face under her long hair. No one noticed that the popular car model Lila, who was still shooting a print advertisement yesterday, became a beggar who was cast aside today.

Her eyes were hollow and her lips were cracked because of dryness. Raising her hand to cover her mouth and smiling idiotically, she still has a deep memory of that night...

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"Why are you saving me?" A few years ago, Lila, whose family was ruined, was living on the street, walking down the street desperately. She had nothing, she looked dazed and staggered. Isn't it the feeling of being unloved?

A high-end sports car came towards this side, and she smiled slightly and ran to the middle of the road. Then... there was a sound of brakes and the sound of her falling to the ground. When she woke up again, she was lying in the presidential suite of the Murston Hotel.

"Where is this?" Rubbing her temples, she frowned and sat up from the bed. The dirty clothes on her body were changed to clean white dresses, and she raised her arms to look at herself. The skin was also washed very clean, and there was a good smell of lavender shower gel.

Being puzzled, the door of the room was suddenly opened. She was startled. The man who stood in front of him like a **** was staring at him closely and moved his lips. His first words were: "Wake up?"