The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Let's talk about getting on the bus." Lu Qiyuan is also full of breath now, and it's hard to say much outside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they left the hotel, a large number of reporters gathered around.

"Lucy, the banquet hasn't officially started yet. Why did you come out?"

"I heard from insiders that you are not actually invited tonight, are you?"

"Lucci, tell me something."

"What are you doing, let it go! Let it go!" Xia Qingyang helped Lu Qi block those long guns and short guns.

But there are so many reporters, how she blocked it, there are still many long shots directly on Lu Qi's face.

Lucky's forehead and chin were hit several times.

"You give way, what about security?" Lu Qi was also anxious, unable to maintain her image.

How did these reporters know so quickly!

"Sister Suo, Lu Qi and the three of them are surrounded by reporters, shall we—"

"No," Sovey said with a cold face. "It's not rare for us to help."

Just now Xia Qingyang was so arrogant, what did he say?

She is a small editor-in-chief, can't afford them Lu family, right?

So good, what else can I help!

Suowei turned around and went back to life with Nan Jingheng.

Nan Jingheng called Han Zhuoli again, "Brother Zhuo, people have been driven away, where are you now?"

"Just go away." Han Zhuoli said nothing, and hung up the phone.

"..." Nan Jingheng stared at the phone speechlessly, "Hey, these brothers, all crossing the river to demolish the bridge!"

Nan Jingheng thought, what did Han Zhuoli say just now?

Seems to be in the bathroom, right?

Nan Jingheng got up and went to the bathroom.

***

Han Zhuoli lifted Lu Man's wrist sharply and saw a few red fingerprints on her wrist.

"Just beat him lighter just now!" Han Zhuo said in a deep voice.

"I'm fine, it looks serious, but it doesn't hurt too much." Her skin is easier to leave marks on.

Han Zhuo snapped his lips, very dissatisfied.

"You'll go back and sit with me in a moment." Lest there are some short eyes, I really thought his little girl was bullying.

"The seats are all lined up. How can you sit with you?" Lu Man couldn't help laughing. "Your table is a big guy, and you have driven people away. Besides, I'm going to follow Durin, this is mine jobs."

"I don't want you to be bullied." Han Zhuoli was upset and lifted her wrist to her lips. The thin, hot lips were printed on the fingerprints.

The soft touch was like a marshmallow moistened on her wrist, soft, itchy, and numb.

"Yeah!" Nan Jingheng saw the scene as soon as he came, and was stunned. "Brother Zhu, are you finally taking off the order?"

Han Zhuoli: "..."

What is this guy doing!

Don't watch when you come!

Since seeing him with his girlfriend, what fun is coming out!

You should leave silently, do n’t make trouble.

"What are you doing?" Han Zhuoli's voice was full of scorn.

"..." Nan Jingheng was choked with such a straightforward attitude that he crossed the river and demolished the bridge. "I'll take a look at what happened to you. Who knows that you are with your sister-in-law?

As he said, Nan Jingheng walked over, "Sister-in-law, hello, my name is Nan Jingheng."

Lu Man was so embarrassed by his call, "Hello, I am Lu Man."

Seeing Lu Man's generous confession, Nan Jingheng frowned at Han Zhuoli and said, "Brother Zhuo, you can! When is the matter, why not tell us."