Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

Although Han Qilu's awe-inspiring power shook for a while, the reporters soon squeezed up again. As the saying goes, if you don’t succeed, you will be benevolent. It’s a great contribution to interviewing the headlines.

"Master Han, tell me a few words!"

"Master Han, please describe what the situation was like at that time!"

"Miss An, how are the injuries of both of you now?"

The reporters held their microphones in a circle and pointed them at them. Facing the dazzling lens, An Chuxia suddenly shook. But Jiang Yuanyuan calmly said: "The physical condition of the two children is not very good now, everyone should interview again next time!"

I don't know when to wait next time. How could they miss such a golden opportunity?

"You two, describe the situation at that time?" There are still reporters who continue to ask without giving up.

Of course, some reporters turned their eyes to Jiang Yuanyuan, who was slightly impatient: "Mrs. Han, what will the Han family do with those kidnappers?"

Housekeeper Han used his mobile phone to secretly contact the outside bodyguards at this time, while Han Qilu pressed his lips tightly, unconsciously moving closer to An Chuxia.

"As for handling problems, this is not something our Han family can intervene. If you want to know, you should go to other places to ask." Of course, things are not just as simple as Jiang Yuanyuan's answer, but at this time she can only answer like this.

"Madam, the people outside are already calling for reinforcements. We can spend a while with them." Housekeeper Han lowered his voice and said to Jiang Yuanyuan in a voice that only two people could hear.

"En." Jiang Yuanyuan nodded and was about to answer another reporter's question, but unexpectedly, there was a commotion around him.

After clarifying the reason, Jiang Yuanyuan's complexion sank, and her whole body was not good: "Why did she come?!"

Amid the noise, An Chuxia hadn't figured out what was going on. When she followed Jiang Yuanyuan's gaze, everything understood. It's that sunflower again!

I saw a large group of reporters surrounded Xiang Mankui and her agent one after another, and Xiang Mankui made meticulous makeup, and he was ready to face the reporters. At this moment, she was holding a bunch of flowers in her hand, and she didn't panic at all in front of the many cameras, but it made An Chuxia feel a little inferior.

In this way, Han Qilu really has no reason to choose himself again after forgetting himself, right?

While thinking wildly, An Chuxia secretly cast his eyes on Han Qilu. He also stared at Xiang Mankui closely. From the perspective of An Chuxia, he couldn't see what Han Qilu's expression was like.

But it should be very happy? An Chuxia lowered her head and thought.

"Miss Xiang, why are you here? You are still holding the flowers in your hand, who are you going to give it to?" The reporter who asked the first question asked carefully, after all, in case this is something that would have to do with the Han family If the relationship is unclear, if the Han family suffers, then his job may not be able to be repaid.

"Don't you want to give it to someone?" Xiang Mankui said, and smiled at Han Qilu with bright lips.

"Could it be... it was given to Master Han?" Someone asked guessingly.

"Yeah, I celebrated Qilu's discharge from the hospital, but I didn't expect..." Man Kui glanced at the dark crowd around him, covered his mouth and laughed and said, "I just didn't expect such multimedia friends."

Jiang Yuanyuan didn't look at Man Kui again, took An Chuxia's hand, and turned to the housekeeper Han and asked, "Why haven't people arrived yet? Let's leave at this time!"

"That's not good, madam. The new manpower will be here soon." Housekeeper Han hurriedly stopped. He also knew that Jiang Yuanyuan's hatred for Xiang Mankui was not one or two points, and wanted to leave here quickly, but now although there are a lot of them The reporters were diverted to Xiang Mankui's side, but most of the reporters still gathered on his side.

And if they move, those reporters will soon come back, so it is definitely not a good opportunity to evacuate. Unless... Xiang Mankui can distribute more reporters.

"Excuse me, what is your relationship with Young Master Han?" "Are you returning to China this time because of Young Master Han?" "You and Young Master Han will not reconcile now? But according to reliable sources, An's The righteous daughter of the group president is Young Master Han’s fiancée. Are you a third party?"

Once it was confirmed that Xiang Mankui was here to celebrate Han Qilu, the reporters became bold again and asked sharper questions one by one.

When An Chuxia listened here, her heart was already very complicated. Although she didn't want to listen to Mankui's answer, her ears stood up unconsciously.

Xiang Mankui smiled faintly, but the whole person was indescribably charming: "This media friend really loves to laugh, that's all things before, and I hope you don't get me wrong with Qilu."

Xiang Mankui's agent, Chai Jie, silently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and she was considered a senior figure in the agent circle. She has seen almost any kind of artist, but she has never seen a person like Xiang Mankui who dares to walk by the volcano.

It doesn’t matter if you get into a family as dangerous as the Han family. It’s still here when the Han family is attracting attention. At the critical juncture of this business, if something breaks down, then Xiang Mankui will be there in this life. Don't even think about taking the entertainment industry anymore.

"No matter what you are doing, hurry up and leave the flowers!" Sister Chai lowered her voice and gritted her teeth at the back of Xiang Mankui's neck.

Xiang Man Kuiqing coughed and said, "Would you please let me know?"

Maybe it was waiting for a good show, but those media people were very cooperative at this time to give up a way, making Xiang Mankui easy to come to Han Qilu's side.

Everyone's sights were immediately placed on them. Almost all the cameras and cameras were pointed at Han Qilu and Xiang Mankui. This gave An Chuxia and Jiang Yuanyuan a little time to leave.

"Madam, hurry up, follow me!" The housekeeper Han pulled Jiang Yuanyuan and An Chuxia, escorted by five bodyguards, and hurriedly left while the reporters' eyes were on Han Qilu's side.

"Don't look at the young grandma, it will be more convenient for the young master to get out alone, and the new manpower will be there soon." Housekeeper Han persuaded An Chuxia, pulling her out.

The outside air is much more comfortable than the inside. While An Chuxia breathed a sigh of relief, her heart suddenly became empty.

"Young grandma, please get in the car." The housekeeper Han opened the car door for An Chuxia. An Chuxia looked inside, but couldn't see anything, so she got into the car.

Inside the car, Jiang Yuanyuan was complaining: "That stinky woman did it on purpose! Doesn't she know what happened to Jiang Yuanyuan who irritated me? It's really annoying to me! I feel like vomiting when I think of the way she laughed just now!"

Listening to Jiang Yuanyuan's words, An Chuxia cast his gaze on the glass door of the hospital. Although Xiang Mankui was only talking about ordinary friends in front of the camera, she knew that they were not as simple as ordinary friends.

Should she let go?

"Madam, the reinforcements are here, otherwise we will go first. When they bring the young master out, people will surely come out again. Then, if you want to leave, it will not be as smooth as it is now." Housekeeper Han sat in the co-pilot. He turned his head and said.

"Well, let's go first, leave that stinky boy!" Jiang Yuanyuan nodded in agreement.

The car quickly started to leave the hospital, and the trees on both sides of the road retreated quickly. An Chuxia thought wildly, what would Xiang Mankui say to Han Qilu, and what would Han Qilu say?

According to her understanding of Han Qilu, a person like him was born with a golden spoon, and he must get what he wants. In the face of so many media, shouldn't he announce his true relationship with Xiang Mankui on the spot?

At that time, how should she deal with herself in the Han family?

Young grandma... this title is really ironic!

The phone squeezed tightly in the palm of her hand vibrated, making An Chuxia suddenly return to reality from her random thoughts. No matter what, life is going to go on. There is a saying that the boat will be straight at the bridge head.

Regardless of whether Han Qilu will openly care about Xiang Mankui, she has to live a good life, right?

After opening the text message, it turned out that it was Xiao Mingluo. He was reminding himself not to forget the "appointment" and said he was sorry that he could not come to pick them up during class and leave the hospital.

An Chuxia thought for a while, and only returned a smiley face.

Xiao Mingluo's text messages naturally did not return, but the Han family arrived soon.

When he walked to the hall, Housekeeper Han answered the phone and said, "Madam, the young master said that he has been out of the hospital, but he won't go home for now, he said..."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yuanyuan asked with a lilting face.

"Said that he shouldn't be back in the evening, so let's not wait for him to have dinner." Butler Han replied cautiously.

"How about love! I haven't changed the text today, I don't bother to worry about him, let's go Xiao Chuxia, let's write the text together!" Jiang Yuanyuan did not forget to pull An Chuxia and walked to her studio.

As the door of Jiang Yuanyuan's studio was closed with a "bang", the housekeeper Han sighed: "The relationship between the lady and the young master can only be improved when it is said?"

"I think the relationship between Madam and Young Master has always been very good." A maid said with a feather duster in her hand: "Housekeeper Han, don't worry too much, blood is thicker than water, how can the relationship be weak!"

Steward Han nodded and walked away, but in fact, what he really worried about was not the relationship between Jiang Yuanyuan and Han Qilu, but the relationship between Han Qilu and An Chuxia.

He can remember that Xiang Mankui appeared at the hospital at that time, but Han Qilu had been staring at Xiang Mankui!

Maybe children and grandchildren have their own blessings! Butler Han shook his head, throwing away these complicated thoughts.

On the other side, soothing pure music is playing in a sports car speeding on the road.