Han's car door was closed again. Don't look at an chuxia so proud, when he is her male servant, who can get benefits? It's not sure!
Throwing the racing magazine on the seat, he got off the car in a neat way. However, as soon as I got out of the car, I was held by basali's arm. Just about to say something, I saw basali's father and Han Liuhai come out of the hall together.
Walking in the front is Jiang Yuanyuan, she is lowering her head and whispering to an chuxia what. See an chuxia's face is not very good, but also can't see what obvious displeasure. Only Han Liuhai saw an early summer, eyes slightly sorry.
As the first leader of the Hans group, he has to be hard hearted in order to cooperate. Once this cooperation project is completed, basali is just a dispensable figure that can be thrown away at any time. So for an chuxia, although he is sorry, he can still face her calmly.
An chuxia nods to Han Liuhai, with clear eyes and no complicated expression. On the contrary, when looking up at the nearly half a hundred year old man standing beside Han Liuhai, his eyes were more complicated, and his brain was also spinning rapidly.
From the beginning of this middle-aged man, the man looked at her with an inquisitive eye. From the bottom of his heart, an chuxia noticed that the middle-aged man was very unfriendly to her. There is even a trace of disgust.
This makes an chuxia very puzzled. From the eyebrows and eyes, this middle-aged man is not familiar, she should be the first time to see him. But why did he treat himself so badly?
At first, an chuxia was still very puzzled. To the back, basali took Han Qilu and called sweetly: "Daddy". After that, she understood everything.
It turns out that the man who looks older than Han Liuhai is actually basali's father. No wonder No wonder the man looked at her like that. My daughter likes the boy does not like her, more or less because of this and she has a bad opinion?
Besides, who knows how much bad things she said about herself behind her back?
People are not side by side. Although she is, she is still very polite. At least, she is her, pure and innocent anchuxia.
Taking back all the emotions in her eyes, she nodded to the middle-aged man, who also nodded to her, and then raised a smile and said, "is this miss an chuxia? I've heard a lot about it. "
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Have you heard a lot about it? Anyone can tell that this word is not appropriate here, right? An chuxia's lips pursed, did not show any dissatisfaction, just hook up a good-looking arc said: "you are too polite, should be I have heard of the famous just." Although she said so, she was neither humble nor overbearing.
Basali's father didn't say anything. He looked away at Han Qilu and his baby daughter and said, "you haven't had lunch yet? There is a saying in China called By the way, the body is the capital of revolution! Let's go to dinner. It happens that uncle Han and I are still talking about you two. Let's talk while eating. "
Standing on one side, Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't help it. He took an chuxia's hand and went to the hall. He said in a loud voice: "xiaochuxia, I specially made you a favorite dish for you. You should give me credit!"
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