Chapter 811: Break up with him

"Don't shut your mouth, open your mouth, you will get used to it in a while." Han Qilu instructed, and walked into the thick metal door that seemed to have been splashed with colorful paint.
Although the outer passage is narrow and deep, the space inside is unusually wide. The air is filled with the smell of alcohol and hormones, and the loud and loud music makes people forget everything about the outside world at once and blend into this space.
The huge circular lantern above the head kept turning, covering the entire bar with a hazy beauty. The people in the middle of the stage swayed their bodies with a crazy glance. Some of the people here are white-collar workers who come to relax, some are small gangsters who do nothing on the street, and some are students who are uncomfortable with reality.
DJ just changed a song, and the brisk music brings another flavor.
An Chuxia, who had never seen such a scene, seemed a little stunned. Han Qilu first took her to the bar and said to the bartender: "A glass of Pepperac."
The bartender here is very accomplished. After nodding his head with a smile, he gave him a sign and said politely: "Go find a place and bring it to you immediately."
There are small round tables of different sizes on both sides of the bar. Han Qilu found a table for two people, and put the number plate on a round table similar to a credit card machine. The thing immediately lit up, and one was dressed sexy. The woman came over with a plate and put a glass of white and green wine in front of her, and another glass of orange wine in front of Han Qilu.
"Welcome you two to Long Night, I wish you both a good time. Little beauty, you can come to me if you are bored." The woman said that she reached out and touched her face.
An Chuxia was at a loss, Han Qilu glared at him, and the daughter immediately smiled and left with a tray.
"Why do I think she is weird." An Chuxia bit her lower lip and continued to say her doubts: "And, why does she know which bottle is mine and which bottle is yours?"
Han Qilu didn't answer, only said: "Come here and don't talk to anyone who you don't know who takes the initiative to greet you."
After he finished speaking, he looked up and took a sip of wine.
An Chuxia pouted her lips. Of course she knew that she couldn't talk to others, but couldn't she talk to them because they were women? But thinking about the weird movements and expressions of the woman just now, she suddenly felt like goose bumps all over the floor. That woman, wouldn't it be...
Forget it, I don’t want that much.
An Chuxia shook his head and took a sip of the wine. She thought that the taste of alcohol would be very strong, but the entrance was cool and sweet. This sweetness had a mint flavour. It was a mint-flavored drink!
It is no wonder that the woman gave her this glass, and Han Qilu's glass should be the real wine.
"Welcome everyone to the long night. It's nine o'clock, everyone!" DJ shouted in a weird tone, and immediately more people ran on the dance floor.
An Chuxia turned her head and glanced at Han Qilu. This guy didn't mean to go up to dance. She was relieved, and if she wanted to twist her up, she was really afraid that her waist would break! The people on the dance floor are almost non-human!
She lowered her head and took another sip of the "drink", which she liked very much.
"Don't drink too much, it has a degree." Han Qilu reminded him, and then said: "I have something to ask you, but I am afraid of you..."
"What are you afraid of me?" An Chuxia put down the sweet mint wine and said with a raised eyebrow: "If you have any questions, just ask, because you ordered me such a delicious thing, I can answer you. I will answer you all."
After saying these words, she felt a little regretful in her heart. Didn't Han Qilu know that she sneaked out to accompany Nangong Zifei to meet with Yuan Yuan? But she deliberately hid it to prevent Han Qilu from misunderstanding.
Just when she was very worried, Han Qilu asked, "When my aunt passed away, did she tell you anything in the end?"
An Chuxia's hand holding the cup became a little stiff, and she blurted out, "Which aunt?"
Han Qilu glanced at her rather speechlessly, his eyes clearly saying "Are you a pig?"
An Chuxia immediately realized that Han Qilu asked her mother, what did her mother say to her when she died? An Chuxia's eyes darkened, and there was a little sadness in her eyes.
"No." She shook her head: "I was still in school, when I rushed to the hospital, she was already..."
As she said, her eyes were red, and she couldn't say anything further. After these times passed, she still felt uncomfortable thinking about this, feeling that her whole heart was pulled together. Thinking about the previous life again, there is a feeling of a world away.
Han Qilu gritted his teeth in regret. He knew he shouldn't mention this: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask you this."
"It's okay." An Chuxia shook her head, bowed her head and took a sip of Peppermint, then raised her head again, narrowed her eyes, and looked at Han Qilu's eyes suspiciously and asked: "Why are you asking me this suddenly? You...what do you mean? ?"
She can still remember clearly that when she first met, Han Qilu asked her what purpose she came to Han's house.
Now, Han Qilu asked her again if her mother had said anything to her before leaving.
"You are not allowed to look at me with this kind of eyes!" Han Qilu raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass: "Don't get me wrong, the reason I asked this question is definitely not the reason you think. It is... "
He was halfway through, but suddenly stopped talking, turned his gaze to one side, avoiding her.
Is this... avoiding?
"Then explain it! Why didn't you speak?!" An Chuxia asked, frowning. Of course she also knew that Han Qilu would not misunderstand her like this anymore, but she wanted to know why Han Qilu asked this question. She always felt that Han Qilu asked this question for a very important reason. And now, Han Qilu suddenly fell silent, which even more shows that this reason is very important.
"I...Anyway, I am definitely not suspicious of you." Han Qilu said hesitantly, and stretched out her hand: "You have to believe me."
An Chuxia gritted her teeth and said: "I believe you, of course I believe you. But why do you refuse to say why you want to ask this? Are you hiding it from me? Is it because you don't believe me?"
"Because even I don't believe me a little bit! I suspect that the person is not you, it's my dad!" Han Qilu was a little bit out of control, excited for a moment, and even slammed the glass against the table.
For a time, only hearing a crackling sound, Han Qilu's hand was pierced by glass, and red blood flowed out.
Suspect Han Liuhai...
An Chuxia was a bit dazed at once, but seeing Han Qilu's hand hurt, he hurriedly took out the tissues on his body: "Why don't you cherish yourself so much? Are you not afraid of pain?"
"Only in this way can I calm down." Han Qilu sighed and calmed down.
How dare he tell An Chuxia about things that he is not even sure about himself?
"Then you don't have to do this either." An Chuxia tried to hold down the wound, but the blood still kept flowing out.
"Hello, may I ask what happened?" The woman who came over to ask was the woman who had brought the wine. Obviously, she came here after noticing what happened here. Seeing Han Qilu's hand hurt, she didn't even ask the wine cup first. Instead, he said: "Go to the innermost room on the corner over there to deal with it. Because Chang Ye always has injuries, there is a special place for wounds."
Han Qilu nodded, An Chuxia hurriedly followed but was stopped by the woman.
"Little beauty, you can't go." The woman smiled so chillingly.
"Why?" An Chuxia was a little unhappy.
The woman stretched out her fingers with scarlet nails and pointed at the small round table and said, "If you follow along, if you don't come back, who will pay the bill? I'm willing to believe you, but I can't take my work. Make a bet."
This is true, but An Chuxia didn't follow it and stayed.
"Little beauty." The woman seemed to like to talk to her very much, and simply sat where Han Qilu was sitting just now: "Is that your boyfriend? Or lover?"
An Chuxia didn't want to talk to her, Han Qilu said, don't talk to people you don't know who come forward to talk to. However, it is too much to use the word "lover" to describe her relationship with Han Qilu!
"Don't talk nonsense!" An Chuxia's eyes were stained with anger: "I am his fiancee!"
"Do not make jokes!"
The woman curled up her big eyes wearing cosmetic contact lenses and smiled. She was a little worried for this woman, worried that the cosmetic contact lenses would burst her eyes.
The woman didn’t know how scary the ridiculously big cosmetic contact lenses she was wearing, she just looked at her with a look of inquiry with a smile, and leaned close to her face before saying:
Which man in this place will bring his fiancée? Are you here? Either a casual boyfriend or a lover relationship. Don't joke with me. Let me guess, which one are you?"
"Who wants you to guess!" An Chuxia stood up, took a step back, and asked unhappily, "You don't need to work?"
"I'm working." The woman's scarlet nails pointed to the glass on the small round table and said, "Did you not see that I was picking up the trash? But... Are you really an unmarried couple? I think you are still young. ."
"Why are you such a gossip? What is your business to do with me?" An Chuxia was a little angry, she really wanted to leave here immediately, but she didn't have any money with her, in case this woman called someone to come , Said she wanted to run away with her account, but she couldn't tell.
The woman smiled again, walked around the round table to her, stretched out her hand to press on her shoulder, and forced her to sit on the chair.
The woman leaned down, her full body wrapped in the tight sleeveless leather jacket, this bending was already half spring. But the woman didn't seem to care about this at all, she just moved her lips close to her ears, first took a breath, and then said: "If it's just a boyfriend or girlfriend, then break up with him and stay with me."