Chapter 724: speak!

Until the door of the ward was closed, Sister Chai checked Xiang Mankui up and down: "Are you okay? I really shouldn't have left the door of the ward just now."
Looking at Sister Chai's regretful look, Xiang Mankui smiled and said, "Sister Chai, you are so gentle to me, I really want to agree with her."
"Poor mouth!" Sister Chai glared at her, but she couldn't help her tears streaming down: "You stinky girl, if you really leave, leaving a lot of mess for me to clean up? Why don't you want to Miss me... stinky girl!"
"Don't be angry." Xiang Mankui stretched out an uninjured hand to wipe away her tears for Sister Chai: "Maybe in this world, you are the only one who is willing to cry for me."
Sister Chai choked and said, "It's not just me, but also your fans and family..."
"Family?" Xiang Mankui's soft gaze gradually became cold, and there was no warmth in those eyes: "They just use me as a tool, recreating Xiangjia's glorious tool! If I really die, they will only think I am ashamed! I am afraid that even the ancestral grave will not let me in!"
She said angrily, looking at the fruit basket bought by An Chuxia, she stretched out her foot and kicked the fruit basket directly to the ground.
"Oh...what are you doing?!" Sister Chai squatted down to pick it up.
"Don't pick it up! You throw all these fruits into the trash can outside!" Xiang Mankui said in disgust, "I don't want the things she gave!"
"Okay, I'll throw it away. I'll feed you something when I come back. It doesn't look good if you lose weight." Sister Chai sighed, picked up the fruits scattered on the ground, and went out with the fruit basket.
On the other side, Han Qilu pulled An Chuxia into the car all the way, followed by Liu Dongyu. Han Qilu refused to let go until she arrived at Sidilan College, and directly dragged her to the music classroom.
"Huh? Didn't it mean that this is going to be transformed into an office?" An Chuxia looked around suspiciously, the furnishings were still the same as before, nothing.
"This is my site, who would dare to change this into an office?" Han Qilu said uncontrollably.
An Chuxia gave a slight expression, she knew that Han Qilu had this deterrent. Those teachers said that they would change this place into an office, I am afraid they were just talking about it.
"All right." An Chuxia asked, standing straight up: "Then tell me, what are you doing here?"
Han Qilu's face immediately fell cold: "You should be the one who explained to me why he appeared in the ward?"
Han Qilu was as terrible as Yama of Hell when he was angry.
She still has a brain, and she definitely can't head-on with Han Qilu.
"Talk!" Han Qilu pushed her, her back pressed against the hard wall, cold.
However, this is not the wall dong in the idol drama, who would like to be drunk by Yan Luo from hell? !
Don't go head-to-head, not head-to-head!
Thinking about this, An Chuxia stared at her with tears in her eyes: "Why are you so fierce to me? Why are you only allowed to see her but not me? Do you still have her in your heart?"
Han Qilu was stunned for a moment. The reason why he was so angry was because she was smashed in the head by Xiang Mankui. Although he would not be injured no matter how hard he hit the pillow, he still couldn't help but feel distressed.
But Xiang Mankui is a patient. He cannot be angry with a suicide patient, so he loses his temper at An Chuxia.
He originally wanted to scold her harshly, but when An Chuxia's big eyes glared at him, his temper was lost and his tone softened: "What are you talking about... Friendship. She committed suicide and I couldn’t get rid of it, so after her agent called me, I passed."
Han Qilu's words are always concise and clear, he patiently told her so much, isn't this exactly how he cares about her performance?
An Chuxia got an inch: "Then why are you murdering me?"
Why do you kill her? This question is a bit esoteric.
Han Qilu didn't know how to answer, only pursed his lips, looking like "I lost to you".
"Han Qilu." An Chuxia looked up at him.
The height of the two of them is exactly one head difference, the perfect height difference.
"En." Han Qilu replied in a dull voice.
"I'm hungry." As soon as An Chuxia's voice fell, his stomach murmured in harmony. Her face was hot and the atmosphere was very embarrassing.
"Go." Han Qilu stretched out his hand and took her shoulders: "What do you want to eat? I'll treat you."
"Of course it's your treat, isn't it your treat, is it me?" An Chuxia rolled his eyes.
When two people walked out of the entrance of the music classroom, the sky outside turned dark.
"It's going to rain, right?" An Chuxia yelled badly in her heart. She wanted to go to Nangong Zifei's home to practice piano while Han Qilu was going to the basketball club for training after school today!
Han Qilu looked nonchalant: "Someone will bring an umbrella, don't worry."
Sure enough, after Han Qilu took her out of the noodle shop after eating the noodles, some Han servants were already standing by the door waiting for them.
The sky has been pattered with light rain, it is obviously noon, but the sky is as dark as it was in the evening. The servant sent two umbrellas, but Han Qilu insisted that she put the other umbrella away, and the two of them held an umbrella together, and they called it "sentimental."
However, this umbrella is not big, and it is a bit reluctant to hold it between two of them. An Chuxia glared at Han Qilu and said: "I don't think it's a romantic one! My hair is rained on!"
Hearing what she said, Han Qilu glanced sideways, and indeed An Chuxia's left shoulder had rain on her, and the rain fainted and turned into a wet patch.
In just a second, Han Qilu retracted his gaze, and said nonchalantly, "Can I catch a cold even in such a little rain?"
They ate at a noodle restaurant very close to the school, so it took only a few minutes to walk back to school.
An Chuxia said angrily: "Why don't the protagonist in the TV series let the heroine get wet? You still say, "Can you catch a cold even if you get soaked in the rain"!"
Han Qilu pouted her mouth and refused to answer her. The two went back to school, one of them walked with an umbrella, until at the corner of the stairs where the two were separated, Han Qilu stopped her and said, "We have to train after school. You wait for me to go home together."
"Okay." An Chuxia agreed without thinking. Han Qilu needs to train for an hour or two. She only needs to return to Stellan before Han Qilu finishes training.
Han Qilu stared at her for a few seconds, staring suspiciously, and said, "Why do you feel that you promised to be so refreshing today?"
An Chuxia's eyes dodged: "Where is it?"
"Alright." Han Qilu took a step back: "After dinner, I will take you to learn the piano. Let's go back to lunch."
An Chuxia nodded, and the two separated.