Chapter 233

Jiang Yuanyuan's words are really over the mark, but she is very comfortable in an chuxia's ears. However, she does not dare to interrupt. Finally, she looked up at Bashari, who was so angry that her face turned purple. She raised her mouth and said, "I wish you a happy stay at Han's, Mommy. I'll go to your writing room to see my article first."

"Well, go ahead and make you a cup of coffee, Mommy." Smiling at an chuxia's entry into her writing room, Jiang Yuanyuan's face changed and her tone became stiff and said, "housekeeper Han, prepare a room for this young lady. You don't have to be very troublesome. Just look for a room for her. It won't last long."

Looking at this strange atmosphere, housekeeper Han slightly pinched his head, went to the door of the hall, picked up the things of Bashari and walked up the stairs. If he can choose, he must also choose early summer as his young lady, because how does Bashari look like a big lady.

Of course, he has no right to speak, so he has to bow down to do things.

"Mom, apologize to her." When Jiang Yuanyuan was going to make coffee in the kitchen, Han Qilu took Jiang Yuanyuan's arm and said coldly. This cooperation case is related to the reputation of Hans group. For the sake of the company, he can't have a bad attitude towards basali. But as soon as the cooperation case is concluded, it will be the day when Bashari will leave.

A glimmer of joy flashed in her eyes. Basali's face eased down and hurriedly opened Han Qilu's hand and took Jiang Yuanyuan: "it doesn't matter, auntie. I know you may not know me enough, but slowly you will..."

"Say it again." She got rid of Bashari's hand and went into the kitchen. And those maids around her are also doing their own things, and they don't want to take care of basali.

This situation, this scene, is Han Qilu can predict. Without a trace of a glance at the direction of the writing room, Han Qilu took Bashari's hand upstairs: "take you to choose a room, my mother is such a child's temper, you are used to it."

"It's OK. How can I get angry with my aunt? Anyway, there is a long way to go. My aunt will always like me. "

For basali's words, Han Qilu did not comment, nor did he answer. Although he took Bashari's hand, his mind was full of an chuxia's indifferent face. Is it really so indifferent to basali's appearance?

When their eyes were cold, they came to the second floor. Bashari was not polite and opened the rooms on both sides.

"This is my room." Han Qilu naturally blocked Bashari in front of her before opening the door. From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like basali to enter his room.

The scene of that day suddenly appeared in my mind. An chuxia's clothes were accidentally torn off by him, his bath towel was pulled by her and dropped to the ground. Two people fell on the ground in a super ambiguous posture His eyes could not help becoming blurred. That girl, seems to see it. As soon as the corner of his mouth was about to be hooked, he suddenly heard the voice of basali not far away.

"Why? Whose room is this? I want this one Hearing the sound, Han Qilu quickly walked past, but saw that Barsa Li was preparing to enter an early summer's room. He quickly stepped forward, grabbed Bashari's hand, pulled it out without pity, and closed the door.

"What's the matter?" Bashali looks aggrieved and looks pitifully at Han Qilu.

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