Chapter 200: 【200】The irony of car models

Then below is some information about her, An Yishan's righteous daughter and so on. Angrily, he crumpled the paper ball into a ball and threw it behind: "Aren't your Hans very good? How dare a newspaper publish this kind of photos and content?"
Wei Wei raised her eyebrows, knowing she was smart, so she didn't hide it: "Yes, that's what my dad meant. This newspaper is our Sunshine newspaper. The president must have asked me for advice. Dad, my dad... I hope you can really marry me."
"Damn!" An Chuxia turned her head and stared into Han Qilu's eyes very uncomfortably. The car started at this time, but the speed was much slower than before: "Han Qilu, Han Qilu, are you really confused or fake? Is the kind of person who will ignore his happiness for your dad? We obviously hate each other, you should make it clear, they will understand."
Facing An Chuxia’s painstaking advice, Han Qilu did not speak, but kept staring at the front. If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that his lips are pressed tightly, and the knuckles of the fingers holding the steering wheel are also slightly white, as if suppressing his anger.
Just when An Chuxia thought he could not speak, his voice was clearly transmitted to her eardrums: "We didn't hate each other, at least, I don't hate you now."
"Boom bang bang!"
She heard the sound of her heartbeat.
"Here." He stopped and opened the door and walked out first. It wasn't until the sound of heavy doors closing that An Chuxia came back to his senses. Why can Han Qilu control her heartbeat with just one sentence?
Sinister! This is simply a monster! Even the one who thinks she is clean is almost lost. Fuck me! Occupied by your mother?
After cursing himself a few words in his heart, he opened the door and walked out. Looking up here, this is a small square. Next to it is a 4S shop that is only two stories high but covers a lot of space.
"Is this the wife of the president of the Han Group in the future?" A slightly ironic female voice came. She frowned and turned her head to look at the voice. I saw a girl in revealing clothes looking up and down Han Qilu's arm.
At a glance, she recognized that this was a very popular car model on the Internet recently. She didn't like this woman. Who knows whether that chest is true or not, how many times have been unspoken rules?
I was about to go back ironically, but I saw people in black suits standing in front of the 4S store looking at her. One of the foreign men came over here and walked to Han Qilu's side and put it on his shoulders and smiled and said, "I didn't expect to have a fiancee, Master Qilu."
Han Qilu twitched the corner of his mouth, not sure or denying it, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the man: "Where is the car?"
The man laughed and walked to a car covered with black cloth, his hands were the same, and the black cloth was taken off. A car that cannot be described in other words except cool greeted An Chuxia's eyes.
If you read it correctly, this should be the sky-high price car that Xiaoman saw in the magazine before: Lamborghini Reventon! It is said that the name of this car originated from a bull that once killed a very powerful matador. Since she felt very shocked at the time, she noticed that there are only 20 cars in the world, with an F22 fighter-style instrument panel.
"Do you really want to buy it?" An Chuxia tilted her head to look at Han Qilu, who was slightly delighted.