Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"For example..." Han Qilu leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, "Give Madam Jiang a grandson earlier."

She didn't expect Han Qilu to say that, and her face immediately blushed to the bottom of her ears. He kicked his feet directly: "Get out!"

The two were fighting, Jiang Yuanyuan and Han Liuhai suddenly appeared in their sight. Both of them were dressed very formally, and An Chuxia quickly stopped.

"Where are they going?" An Chuxia asked Han Qilu in a low voice.

Han Qilu shook his head and motioned that he didn't know.

Jiang Yuanyuan and Han Liuhai quickly approached the two of them, and An Chuxia hurriedly called "Daddy Mommy". It took her a few minutes to realize that they were going to settle down.

"Go to settle down?" Han Qilu frowned: "What are you going to do?"

"Eat dinner." Jiang Yuanyuan said as she took An Chuxia's hand and said, "You two go too. You don't need to change your clothes. If there is no one else, we will be together."

Jiang Yuanyuan said so. Of course An Chuxia would not object, but Han Qilu raised his face: "Anyishan invited it? Afraid it is a Hongmen Banquet?"

"How can I speak to your Uncle Amber?" Jiang Yuanyuan said angrily, then his face changed and said coldly: "He An Yishan is not yet qualified to hold a banquet."

Jiang Yuanyuan with such a cold face was the first time I saw An Chuxia. On the surface, Jiang Yuanyuan, who looked innocent and innocent, had such a cold side.

Twenty minutes later, four people plus Han Guanjia, a total of five people, walked into the door of Anyishan's house. This is not the first time An Chuxia has come here. As a goddaughter, she still has a room here. However, I haven't slept even one night.

"Welcome, welcome." An Yishan greeted him with a smile: "It's cold outside, isn't it? Come in."

Entering the hall, the heating was turned on, and An Chuxia took off his coat.

Seeing An Chuxia, An Chenchuan's expression changed slightly. He had liked her once, but because she was his god-sister, he was not even qualified to pursue it.

However, time has faded this feeling a lot.

"In early summer, I heard that you are going to participate in the opening ceremony of this art week." An Chenchuan tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "I didn't know you could play the piano before."

An Chuxia smiled awkwardly: "I didn't know I could play the piano before."

"Huh?" An Chenchuan was taken aback, and didn't understand what An Chuxia said.

The dinner was not ready yet, and four adults went upstairs to talk, only An Chenchuan, Han Qilu and her three were left. When Han Qi came back from the bathroom, he just heard An Chuxia say such a sentence.

"You have to practice the piano after eating. You will eat less for me later." Han Qilu said this almost in a commanding tone. Although An Chuxia was dissatisfied, he still did not refute.

Because although Han Qilu has a bad attitude, it is for her good. If he eats too much, he will turn into a beer belly when sitting!

Supper was ready quickly. The four adults walked down the spiral staircase together. During the meal, An Chuxia knew that this time An Yishan invited Han Liuhai to finish the dinner.

She didn’t understand exactly what she was asking for. She only knew that a black hand had suddenly appeared in the An’s Group. Several people were poached by other companies. Now there are not enough technical staff inside, so I want Han Liuhai to temporarily transfer a few people to help. .

It didn't seem to be a big job. It was obvious that Han Liuhai only needed a phone call to transfer people there, but Han Liuhai went around a big circle before agreeing to transfer people there tomorrow.

Although she didn't understand business matters, she also knew that Han Liuhai was deliberate. This is revenge for the last time Stellan Academy happened.

"Early summer really looks more and more watery." Mrs. An looked at An Chuxia gently and said: "I heard Chenchuan say, your school art week opening ceremony has your activities?"

Unexpectedly, even Mrs. An knew about it, so An Chuxia had to bite the bullet and nod: "Yes."

"Huh? Why don't I know about this?" Jiang Yuanyuan looked at An Chuxia as she woke up from a dream, and complained: "Little Chuxia, why don't you even tell Mommy about such important things?"

An Chuxia was full of black lines: "I wanted to tell you tonight."

Jiang Yuanyuan was satisfied now, and then said in a non-negotiable tone: "Mummy is going to see your performance that day!"

This is what An Chuxia is afraid of. Jiang Yuanyuan was born as a celebrity. Playing the piano is naturally no longer a problem. You can immediately tell that she is a novice, and then she will be embarrassed!

"Don't, Mommy..." An Chuxia stopped talking.

"What? Xiaochuxia, you don't want Mommy to join in?" Jiang Yuanyuan was sad.

It's not that she doesn't want her to join in, but she doesn't want to lose face in front of Jiang Yuanyuan. An Chuxia was anxious, but she wanted to explain but didn't know where to start.

Han Qilu was still smart, and he jumped out: "We young people's performance, what do you see as a menopause?"

This sentence undoubtedly detonated Jiang Yuanyuan's "untimely" bomb.

Jiang Yuanyuan put down his chopsticks "PIA" and looked at Han Qilu glaringly, as if to eat people.

Han Qilu didn't even look at Jiang Yuanyuan. He ate by himself, and did not forget to remind An Chuxia: "You eat quickly, the appointment time is about to come."

"Eh, okay." An Chuxia replied, not daring to look at Jiang Yuanyuan, and buried her head in the meal.

Han Liuhai, who was silent at the dining table, said suddenly, "Which teacher did you call to teach the piano?"

He knew that An Chuxia must have never touched the piano like this before, and when Han Qilu said "the appointment time", he immediately guessed that An Chuxia was going to learn the piano.

Han Qilu stopped his chopsticks, did not look at Han Liuhai, only looked at An Chuxia and said, "Who else can it be?"

Han Liuhai understood that the teacher Han Qilu was looking for was the same teacher who taught Han Qilu to play the piano.

Han Qilu introduced to An Chuxia on the way to learn the piano: "Old Yuan said that he has taught many people in his life, but I am the only one who has failed to teach."

"Huh?" An Chuxia was taken aback: "Why?"

Could it be that Han Qilu really doesn't have the talent to learn piano?

Han Qilu looked at the road ahead intently, turned the car around and said, "Because I beat his grandson."

"!" An Chuxia's eyes widened, her mouth grew long, and she wanted to say something, but then she thought about it, it really looked like something Han Qilu would do, and asked, "Why beat his grandson?"

"Because we can play his family's games during the break. At that time, it was still popular to play games on the TV. I told his grandson that whoever loses would replace him. In the end, I always won. Later, his grandson just won. Shame, I just beat him up."