Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

An Chuxia quickly took something and walked in front. As he walked, he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: "You should wait for me somewhere else next time. It's too eye-catching."

"Isn't it good to be eye-catching?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows, and An Chuxia turned his head to look at him.

She wanted to say "I'm afraid that your family will be angry", but after thinking about it, she finally swallowed the words. At this time, it's better not to mention that big sunflower.

"I have to go to a place later, you and Housekeeper Han will go back first." When he walked to the school gate, Han Qilu stopped and said to An Chuxia.

Butler Han walked up and handed Han Qilu a car key. He obviously knew in advance that Han Qilu would use a car, so he drove two cars directly.

Housekeeper Han was here, and she didn't ask Han Qilu where he was going, so naturally she didn't ask if he found what he was looking for yesterday, or what that thing was.

"That's right." Han Qi video suddenly remembered something and said to her: "Han Yu didn't know why he didn't come to class today. You can pass by Ling's house to see him later."

His expression suddenly changed again and added: "Don't stay too long, just leave after seeing it."

An Chuxia nodded without knowing, "En."

Seeing Han Qilu driving the car in another direction, she finally couldn't help but ask the housekeeper Han: "Did he go to see Xiang Mankui?"

Butler Han's eyes flickered, just like that, An Chuxia knew that she was right. The sense of loss suddenly rushed to her like sweat, and she couldn't breathe.

Obviously... the look in her eyes was so gentle yesterday. Forget it, don't want it!

She shook her head, trying to put aside the things that bothered her.

Before long, the housekeeper Han asked the driver to stop, then turned to ask her opinion. "Young grandma, Ling's house is here, do you want to go see it?"

Anyway, there was nothing to do when I arrived at the Han's house. An Chuxia simply got out of the car and went to see Ling Hanyu. The housekeeper Han took it, and soon the Ling family came out to greet him. After inquiring, he learned that Ling Hanyu had a high drink last night, and he is still lying in the room.

"Then I will go see her."

As soon as An Chuxia was about to enter, she was stopped by the Ling family.

An Chuxia thought she was not welcome, but saw that the person still looked respectful: "The old lady said, let you go to his room first."

An Chuxia agreed, but Steward Han was about to follow but was stopped by the man.

"Sorry, housekeeper Han, the old lady said that she wanted to see Miss An alone."

It seemed that Grandpa Ling had something to tell her alone, An Chuxia thought about it, this Grandpa Ling is actually a very good person to get along with, so Mr. Han told her to wait for her in the car with peace of mind.

Followed that person to Old Madam Ling's room, the door of the room was closed tightly, exactly the same as when she came last time, the whole structure was in the same Japanese style. The door was suddenly opened, and a person who hadn't seen An Chuxia came out.

"Miss Ann, please." The man walked out and made a "please" gesture to her.

After entering, An Chuxia saw Grandpa Ling sitting next to the tea set in the middle. Without lifting his head, he concentrated on making tea, but said, "Sit down."

Not knowing what the old man's idea was, An Chuxia had to obediently walk over and sit down on the mat opposite him.

"Excuse me... what can you do with me?"

Old Madam Ling turned a deaf ear, and did not sit upright to look at her until she had made the tea. His eyes were meaningful.

An Chuxia was a little frustrated by him, so she quickly lowered her head and held the teapot to pour tea for the old man but didn't pour it for herself. She didn't like tea.

"The biggest problem with your child is being too naive." Grandpa Ling said, shook his head, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and continued: "Never think that a businessman treats you well."

This was too inexplicable, and An Chuxia couldn't think of what it meant.

She was about to ask what it meant, but the old man turned her head and asked directly: "Do you know why Han Yu got drunk?"

An Chuxia shook her head blankly: "I don't know, could it be... there was socializing last night?"

"Our Ling family likes to be quiet, and the social gatherings that can generally be pushed will be pushed away. What's more, Han Yu is still young, and I don't usually let him go socializing." The old lady Ling drank tea non-stop while talking, An Chuxia After watching the tea, he quickly poured another cup for him.

She hadn't seen this old lady Ling's stern face, it was even more terrifying than the evil spirit in hell.

During the day, Ling Hanyu didn't see anything unusual. It was suddenly said that she was drunk and she really couldn't think of the reason. However, looking at the situation, does Ling Hanyu's drunk have something to do with her?

Thinking of this, An Chuxia couldn't hold back, and asked directly: "Then why is he drunk so nicely?"

Grandpa Ling glanced at her and turned his face sideways: "When he came back, he was bored drinking in the house. I guess, except because of you, there is no other reason for him to drink boredom."

An Chuxia was taken aback, then shook her head: "But I didn't do anything."

"It's because you didn't do anything." Old lady Ling scowled. Although he had a good impression of An Chuxia, Ling Hanyu was his grandson. If he really chose a position, he would definitely choose to stand on Ling Hanyu's side.

"..." An Chuxia was completely speechless. Ling Hanyu's thoughts about her were very clear to her, but... she already had a person in her heart. Even if she felt guilty for Ling Hanyu, she couldn’t be with him because of guilt. together.

Grandpa Ling stood up, walked a few steps left and right, and his stern face eased a little.

"My old man doesn't know anything. Feelings are really hard to come by. But, how can you know that two people will not be happy if you don't try? Are you waiting for Han Qilu to recover? I feel happy when I remember?"

"..." An Chuxia fell into a long silence.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and Grandpa Ling said again: “I’ve also asked, Han Qilu’s amnesia is not short-lived. The amnesia caused by this accident is likely to be impossible to recover for a lifetime. Then, you have to wait. Will he wait forever? Girl, can't be so stupid."

"He will get better." An Chuxia raised her head to look at Mrs. Xiang Ling, her eyes flashing with firmness: "Moreover, he does get better."

Grandpa Ling listened, went to sit down in front of An Chuxia, and said earnestly: "That's probably your illusion? If Han Qilu gets better, why do I still hear that he is walking close to Xiang Mankui?"

These words were blocking her, and she couldn't find words to fight back.

Indeed... she didn't have any evidence that Han Qilu was getting better.