Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"Han... Master Han!"

Han Qilu looked at him coldly, with no temperature in his eyes and a cold lips, he said directly: "I have something to ask you..."

"I don't know! I don't know anything!" The lobby manager's expression changed, and big beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead.

"Heh..." Han Qilu curled up the corners of his mouth with a smile. The smile was like a ghost from **** that made people feel terrified from the inside.

"Young...Master..." The lobby manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and said: "You..."

"Needless to say, I know." Han Qilu said coldly: "Looking at your reaction, I guessed it."

"No...Master..." What else the lobby manager had to say, Han Qilu had already turned and left.

Looking at the back of Han Qilu leaving, the lobby manager couldn't help but reach out and wipe his sweat again. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his hand wiping sweat is also shaking.

Of those two people just now, one of them was Han Liuhai!

After Han Qilu walked out of the hotel's door, he couldn't help but shudder with the coldness on his face. Just then, his cell phone rang.

It was from An Chuxia.

He took a deep breath before pressing the answer button. While speaking, his tone had become extremely normal: "What's the matter?"

"Where are you? The training should be over? You come back soon. Daddy won't be back tonight, saying that there is a temporary big project. Mommy has prepared a lot of things and can't use it. Now I am in a bad mood. You come back soon."

On the phone, An Chuxia's tone was very anxious. It seemed that Jiang Yuanyuan should be furious now.

"I see, I'll be back soon." After speaking, Han Qilu hung up, walked across the road, and quickly walked to the place where he had parked.

Soon, Han Qilu came to the front of Montblanc's store, and his car was parked opposite the Montblanc store.

Han Qilu quickly opened the car door and sat in, waiting for the car behind to drive over and turn around.

"Big project..." His face was full of mockery. What big project needs to be carried out in the hotel?

As soon as the car turned around, the wind disappeared into the dark night.

In the hall of the Han family, the lights were still brightly lit. Jiang Yuanyuan sat on the sofa and watched the TV blankly. There was a funny variety show on TV, but there was no smile in her eyes. This is bad for An Chuxia.

You know, since she came to Han's house for a long time, she has never seen Jiang Yuanyuan so quiet. Being quiet is scary. Jiang Yuanyuan's appearance is not as good as making a fuss to make people feel at ease.

When An Chuxia saw that Jiang Yuanyuan had just received a call, his whole person was like a ceramic doll, lost his blood, and seemed to break at any time.

"Mummy, shall we eat first?" An Chuxia asked tentatively.

She heard from the servants that Jiang Yuanyuan was busy all day, so she ate some breakfast, not even lunch. It's not going to work like this, you will feel hungry!

Jiang Yuanyuan just shook his head without saying anything.

An Chuxia had no choice but to speak: "Housekeeper Han, take everything down. These flowers are also..."

"No need." Jiang Yuanyuan suddenly said: "Everyone has worked so hard, so why do you remove it? Put it for a few more days. In early summer, if you are hungry, eat first. I have no appetite."

With that said, Jiang Yuanyuan stood up and walked directly into her writing room on the first floor.