Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Thinking of this, An Chuxia couldn't help feeling sore in her nose, and pantothenic acid began to begin in her eye sockets. Some liquid was about to overflow from her eye sockets.

It's been a long time since I thought of my mother who was far away in heaven, but I didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable.

Before I knew it, I walked to the balcony, and the sky was so dark that I couldn't even see a star. Where have the stars gone, do you think of your mother, hiding in the clouds and crying?

"Be strong, An Chuxia." She raised her arms to slay tears, and the thoughts in her mind suddenly became clear.

For this period of time, she has been immersed in the sadness of Han Qilu forgetting herself, and she has forgotten her original intention of coming to Han's house. My mother was unable to go to the university she likes for some reason. As the fulfiller of her mother's dream, she has been studying hard, hoping to be admitted to a good university and fulfill her wish.

But now she is damned for her own selfishness, for a man, forgetting her mother's dream!

Mother is the one who brought her to this world, the one who raised her up with hard work, but now she only cares about her own happiness and puts her mother's dream behind!

Is she a sinner? Can she die without Han Qilu? She had indeed thought that she might not live without him, this kind of idiot, but would she really not survive without Han Qilu?

Will not!

Even if the relationship between herself and Han Qilu really can't continue in the future, she will live as wonderfully as An Chuxia, so that her mother can be at ease watching in heaven!

In Han Liuhai's study, I remembered the sound of Han Liuhai tapping the table with his fingers quickly. Every time Han Liuhai did this action, it showed that he was very impatient at the time and was about to lose patience.

Finally, a few seconds before the phone called "The user you dialed cannot answer temporarily", the call was answered. There was a mixed male and female sound on the other end of the phone, which made people think about it.

"Oh! My dear! You are great! Oh!" The woman kept screaming cheerfully, and the man answered the phone while continuing to move, and said impatiently: "Who?!"

It is unforgivable to be disturbed at this time, see if he will not tear that person's mouth tomorrow!

"It's me." Han Liuhai's rather vigorous voice rang from the other end of the phone, and it penetrated into the man's eardrum accurately. The president's voice can be heard even if he is drunk. What's more, now that his consciousness is so clear, he still wanted to tear that person's mouth in his heart just now, think about a spirit...

"Oh! My dear, why are you..." The woman felt a warm sensation somewhere, and the vigorous diamond diamond suddenly became like cotton candy.

"Shut up to Lao Tzu!" The man raised his hand and slapped the woman hard, took a pair of pants and quickly put it on, and then ran to the balcony as fast as he could, and said with a dry smile: "Excuse me, CEO , I didn't tell you to shut up just now."

Han Liuhai's motion of tapping the tabletop stopped, turned the transfer, facing the wall and said, "You seem to be busy now..."

"Very busy? No, no! Not at all busy!" The man straightened up, and said to the phone with a tense nerve.

"Is there anything unusual on Mount Anyi? Although we won the bid this time, the price was too high because of them. What did they do after the bidding meeting?" Han Liuhai said sternly.

This man is the eyeliner he arranged for An's. He is now the deputy general manager of the project department of An's head office, monitoring An's every move. An Yishan is nominally An Chuxia's foster father. This is actually just a move by the two companies to balance their interests and make both parties profitable, but it does not mean that the two parties will be in peace in the future.

The man calmed his breath, quickly adjusted his thoughts, and opened his mouth: "After President An came back, he lost his temper and called all the supervisors together for an impromptu meeting. Finally, he decided to set his sights on the land in City F. They want to build an industrial zone in City F, where raw materials are sufficient and labor is cheap, but there is still a little tension in fund-raising. It is estimated that they will start working next month."

Han Liuhai is a very cautious person, let him not take the initiative to contact him, he will take the initiative to find him.

No, call him at this point now, he is talking about a bar girl! Remembering that he had just slapped that bar girl in a hurry, he had a headache, and he would have to pay more.

Han Liuhai over there thought for a while, nodded and said: "I knew this Laoshan Demon couldn't get the land in City D. He would find another target soon. I didn't expect the speed to reach this point. Listen. I’ve watched him closely these days, and it’s best to find out which piece of land I bought in City F."

"Good president..."

"How many times have you said that, in order not to attract attention, I have to call me the boss!" Han Liuhai frowned unhappily, with a deep "Chuan" engraved on his brow.

The man squeezed his thigh in annoyance, and said in a deep voice, "I remember. But you don't want to grab his next target, do you? So blatant, An's side will jump the wall in a hurry."

"What did I grab so much for at a time? I got the prime location. I just wanted to stumble him, even if the dog jumps over the wall, I still have the trump card..." Han Liuhai's eyes darkened, then immediately Shen said: "I will call you again."

The man’s cell phone screen lit up with the words “End of the call”. He was relieved that it was not easy to be a spy, he was a commercial spy.

Walking back to the room, the bar girl was already neatly dressed, sitting on the bed with Erlang's legs folded: "Money!"

"Baby, do you want to go now?" The man walked up with a smile: "Brother hasn't hurt you well..."

"That's so nice! Just gave me big ear melon seeds!" The bar girl looked coldly: "Give me the money, I will leave and save you to answer the phone!"

"I'll give you three times later, how about?" The man sat down next to the woman, slowly put his hands on his waist, and then slowly stepped forward, preparing to "lock" the woman's proud Xuefeng without error.

Hearing "triple times", the woman's eyelids twitched, but she still looked awkward and awkward. But under the comfort of the man's hand, he quickly stopped twitching. You can't be with the God of Fortune if you can't live with anyone, right? ! Still such a "powerful" God of Wealth!

"Sex embryo!" The woman scolded angrily, unbuttoning the buttons one by one, and said softly: "I'll spare you!"

The room was full of peach blossoms again, and the spring of the house couldn't be closed.

There were still as many grapes on the table as before. Han Liuhai thought for a while, stood up and picked up the grapes and walked out. Out of the study, he was Han Qilu's father and Jiang Yuanyuan's husband again. When I walked to the corner of the stairs, I saw Han Qilu sitting at the dining table eating. The maid next to him quickly stepped forward and took the fruit plate from Han Liuhai.

"It's eight o'clock before eating dinner." Han Liuhai said as he walked to Jiang Yuanyuan and said, "Where did you put the cell phone battery panel I gave you last time?"

"It seems to be put in the cabinet of the room..." Jiang Yuanyuan stood up and said, "So I asked you to use another cell phone. Now who still uses your brick Nokia?"

"Don't I know how to use those smart phones with my hands? Besides, how good is Nokia?" Han Liuhai said and followed Jiang Yuanyuan upstairs.

Han Qilu shook his head helplessly. Everyone in the Han company must have thought that their big boss was thrifty and used old mobile phones. In fact, he couldn't use the mobile phones he ordered now. It was almost enough to eat. Han Qilu stood up, just in time to see car lights illuminating here outside the hall.

"It should be the housekeeper Han who brought his son back." Seeing Han Qilu's face while cleaning up his chopsticks, the servant hurriedly answered him: "The wife forced housekeeper Han to take his son over, and housekeeper Han went to pick him up. Yes. After so many years, I still just learned that Steward Han has a son."

Had he said it earlier, Housekeeper Han would have used this relationship to give Liu Dongyu a better life. But Steward Han has always kept public and private, and didn't want the people of the Han family to bother with him before deliberately concealing things. This concealment took nearly ten years.

A sorrow and grief arose in Han Qilu's heart. Butler Han could be regarded as watching him grow up, doing everything for himself with due diligence, but he didn't even know that Manager Han had a son.

Involuntarily walking out of the hall, several servants were helping housekeeper Han carry luggage. Liu Dongyu, who was following the steward Han, looked around curiously. He couldn't see many things at night, but he still found it amazing. He knew that the Han family had money early in the morning, but he didn't expect to have money to this point. Nowhere is this home, like a castle!

"Uncle Liu!" Han Qilu called Guanjia Han in private, although Guanjia Han would correct his name every time.

"Master, I can't bear to call Uncle Liu. This is the dog, Dongyu. It's causing you trouble." Steward Han said, pulling Liu Dongyu from the side.

After all, he is a young man. Seeing his father speak so respectfully to a boy of his age, he felt a little awkward. After looking at Han Qilu, he did not speak.

"I heard about it." Han Qilu nodded, not caring about Liu Dongyu's attitude: "You should tell us earlier that we are the same as a family, no trouble."

"In any case, the young master is the young master." Butler Han's thoughts were very pedantic: "It's not too early, you should go to rest early, and you will have class tomorrow morning."

"Well, I see." Han Qilu's gaze swept across Liu Dongyu's hair, and his eyes flashed with surprise: "A flat head suits you well! The kid is long and handsome!"

Liu Dongyu was taken aback, and was suddenly praised by Han Qilu. The previous awkwardness was gone, but he grinned and touched his head and said: "My dad forced me to shave."