The Long-awaited Mr Han

When the elevator descended to the first floor, Han Zhuoli and Lu Man came out and saw Wang Qianyun from afar.

Seeing them, Wang Qianyun was about to come over with excitement, and stopped seeing Han Zhuoli and Lu Man walking in her direction.

"Brother Han!" She stopped Han Zhuoli in front of her and looked at the road with annoyance. "You avoid it, I have something to tell Brother Han."

"Say what you want to say, you are not qualified to let her avoid." Han Zhuoli said coldly, "Give up if you don't want to say, this is the last time I give you a chance to say something in front of my eyes."

Wang Qianyun bit her lower lip violently, asking her to ask for a way of life, just like killing her.

But now for Han Zhuoli, she insisted on lowering her figure and said to Lu Man: "Can't you avoid it?"

Among Wang Qianyun's so many words to Lu Man, this is the best attitude.

Lu Man smiled and smiled so sweetly that Wang Qianyun thought she was going to agree, and ended up listening to Lu Man saying: "No."

Wang Qianyun said unpleasantly: "How come you are so ignorant? Do you think it's useful to rely on Brother Han like this?"

"Useful," Han Zhuo said coldly.

Lu Man raised his eyebrows, "Miss Wang, do you really want to talk?"

Wang Qianyun glared at Lu Man before looking at Han Zhuoli with emotion, "Brother Han, I'm going back to the United States."

"What's with me?" Han Zhuo said indifferently.

Wang Qianyun said excitedly, "I am here for you!"

"Do I let you come for me?" Han Zhuoli sneered, "I don't care about what you do for me."

"Done?" Han Zhuo glanced at Wang Qianyun impatiently.

Seeing what she wanted to say, but he had no patience to listen and gave a glance at the security guard who had been on standby.

Security immediately stepped forward to stop Wang Qianyun.

"Brother Han! Brother Han!" Wang Qianyun's eyes flashed anxiously as he watched Han Zhuoli get farther and farther away from him, "What good is that woman!"

Han Zhuoli, who didn't want to stop anyway, stopped suddenly, and wrapped her long arms around Lu Man's waist, dissatisfied with Wang Qianyun's words.

Han Zhuoli lifted his chin proudly, "My home is the best, no matter where you are, no one can match you."

Han Zhuoli looked at her up and down, "Forget it."

This is the first time Wang Qianyun has heard such a spoilt name from Han Zhuoli's mouth.

His home is long.

It's really full of spoiling.

But when she met her, it turned into a face of disdain, that disdainful look was not even willing to cover up.

Han Zhuoli stopped just to let Wang Qianyun know this sentence, and he led the way away.

After getting in the car, Han Zhuoli gave Xia Xin a sense of watching Lu Man's emotions.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, Lu Man did not find him to settle the accounts.

"What do you see?" Lu Man said helplessly, "focus on driving."

Listening to Lu Man's attitude toward him seemed not angry.

Han Zhuoli boldly reached out and held Lu Man's hand.

After holding it for a while, without seeing Lu Man's opposition, she further pulled her hand onto her lap.

Let her soft palm rest on her lap, and it suddenly became a little hot.

The palm rested on his hand, and there was a moment of friction.

Lu Man took his hand and prevented him from moving. "What's wrong?"

"..." Han Zhuoli hesitantly said, "Aren't you angry?"

Now it was Lu's turn to understand, "What am I angry?"

Han Zhuo narrowed his eyes, "Wang Qianyun came to me, aren't you angry?"