Chapter 199: [199] On the headlines of the Morning Post

The wind is desperate, what happened just now? Why does she feel so messy... What happened is too unscientific! But what is this trace of warmth that passes through my heart? An Chuxia's eyes bloomed with a hint of brilliance. Although Jiang Yuanyuan was naive, she did give her a...warm feeling.
"Hey!" Han Qilu didn't know when he was leaning against the door frame and raised his eyebrows to look at her: "I'm going to test the car, do you want to go together?" It was a bit embarrassing to say this, but he just wanted her to go together.
"I..." She wanted to go, and she was idle anyway. But suddenly remembered that Jiang Yuanyuan wanted her to wait here and decided not to go.
Just about to refuse, I only heard Jiang Yuanyuan’s voice from the living room: "Xiao Chuxia, go and test the car with him. Anyway, you won’t be able to reach the headquarters of Shushe.com anyway. Don’t worry, leave the contract to your mom and me. Up!"
With a curl of her lips, she pretended to be very embarrassed: "What should I do? Master, I seem to have to go."
Seeing Han Qilu raising her eyebrows, she continued: "But... don't you have a car? Are you going to test the bike to learn about environmental protection? Not bad! This is a good idea, so we won't have to go to school together in the future."
Han Qilu raised her chin and looked at her coldly. She immediately shut up and did not dare to speak. Sinister! Can't this let her pretend? It's really annoying! Obediently followed him out, and sat in his car stiffly under Jiang Yuanyuan's malicious eyes. Her body relaxed when the car door closed.
Start the engine quickly, and the car sprints out. In the car, a new article of Traffic Voice was playing. She turned her head to look at Han Qilu, and said displeased: "Hey, young master, can't you talk to your mother well?"
"What do you mean?" He drove intently, turning the steering wheel, avoiding the cars speeding toward him, and swiftly on the slightly crowded lane. An Chuxia nervously grasped the seat belt tied to her body, and waited for the car to slow down a bit before she shouted: "Han Qilu! You want my life? Will you die if you drive slowly?"
At a red light, Han Qilu turned his head to look at her after slowing down and stopping, "What do you want me to talk to my mother?"
"Talk about us! Saying that we are not what she imagined, we hate each other." She said that she felt strangely heavy in her chest. This is an illusion, yes, it is an illusion!
The surrounding air suddenly condensed, and Han Qilu's face was gloomy and terrifying. Moved his lips, he said without a stir: "It looks like you didn't read today's morning paper. Don't you really want to read it? There is another morning paper behind."
Listen to him saying that An Chu
Xia Cai began to feel suspicious. He told her some morning report somehow in the morning. Turning his head and picking up the newspaper placed in the back seat of the car, his eyes widened suddenly when he saw the photo which took up almost half of the surface. This... what is this? This is actually... If she is right, the two kissing people are her and Han Qilu.
A familiar scene, this is definitely not Han's lawn, this is... by the way! That restaurant!
God, Buddha, don’t play people like that! After calming down for a while, she looked at the caption on the photo: Han Qilu's fiancee, heir to the Han Group...