Han Muqing didn't seem to notice Qu Xiaojue's expression slowly calming down, and his lips remained calm and unobtrusive: "If Mr. Qu wants to get close to your fiancée, please come to my house to get her in an open and honest manner, not now.

This kind of person took my sister away without any notice. She is young and ignorant. Could it be that Mr. Qu is the same? People who don’t know may think that my sister is cheating on your family."

Before Han Muqing knew about her relationship with Liu Zhenying, she had heard a lot of rumors in Nancheng District.

If you put this kind of words in a man's mouth, it can be said to be a juvenile and arrogant one at most.

But when it comes to women...

Then it's a different flavor.

Qu Xiaojue listened to him quietly, his handsome face looked unpredictable, and for a moment it was impossible to discern the emotions brewing in it.

After a long while, he slowly exhaled and bowed his head: "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully."

He only thought about the fact that the two of them truly loved each other, but he forgot that everyone can make money.

After saying that, Qu Xiaojue lowered his eyes and coaxed in a low voice: "You go back with your brother today, and I will pick you up after I get off work tomorrow, okay?"

His voice was deep and gentle, and it was obvious to the naked eye that Liu Zhenying was at the top of his heart.

She looked at him, then at Han Muqing, who was standing not far away. When the latter waved to her again, she suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek, saying softly: "Then you go back and take care of yourself."

Rest, remember to pick me up tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and left with Han Muqing.

Qu Xiaojue's deep black eyes narrowed and he watched her figure leave his sight. His thin lips curved into a frivolous smile. What echoed in front of his eyes was the crimson softness she had just come up to, like a feather.

He scratched the tip of his heart.

He lowered his eyes, and a low smile escaped uncontrollably from his throat.

She really knew how to kill him.

Han Muching was driving a sports car today. It was silver-grey. It wasn't very high-profile, but it didn't match his usual gentle and calm temperament at all.

But Liu Zhenying didn't understand this. As soon as he got in the car, he lay on the passenger seat as if he was paralyzed. His small body was balled up, the back of the seat was lowered, and both legs were curled up.

Han Muching started the car, glanced at her sideways, and joked in a good-tempered way: "What? You just separated from your fiancé and you miss him?"

"no."

Liu Zhenying flattened his mouth, his face drooped, and his frown showed unreasonable grievance, which was particularly grievance: "I'm so hungry, I don't even want to talk."

At this time, Han Muqing immediately laughed: "It's my fault that I didn't prepare anything for you in advance even though I knew the airplane food wasn't delicious."

Encountering a red light, he stopped the car, reached out and rummaged through the car's locker, and pulled out a small piece of bread: "Take two bites first to cushion your stomach."

After tearing open the packaging bag, Liu Zhenying ate two of them.

Han Muqing looked at it and took the time to hand over a bottle of water: "Drink some water. Don't choke."

"oh."

In response, Liu Zhenying drank water obediently.

After a little rest on her belly, she had the strength and heart to speak, chewing the food, and said in a vague voice: "Oh, I just wanted to tell you when I met you, your red star is moving, it seems that you have been in trouble recently.

Going to fall in love."

After saying that, she raised her head and looked at him.

Those apricot eyes were clear in black and white, hiding a thin layer of uncertainty.

This was not a question to him, but an established fact.

Han Muqing's heart "thumped" for no reason.

But he knew her abilities very well, and he didn't dare to lie. He just said vaguely: "Well, I have been in contact with women recently. My boss is not young anymore, and my career has improved slightly. My parents are also urging me to find one for you.

A sister-in-law."

To be honest, Liu Zhenying knows better than himself who the woman he is contacting is.

So, she nodded her little head: "Then you have to hold on to her, she is your right match. If you miss her, you may have to wait another eight years for another right match to appear."

"Then don't you hate her?"

For some reason, Han Muqing blurted out subconsciously.

These words made Liu Zhenying stunned for a moment and frowned: "Why should I hate Liao Qingqing?"
Chapter completed!