Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me Chapter 912: Certificate collection

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Han Qilu pretended to take out his mobile phone.

An Chuxia’s original intention was not this, so he stood on tiptoe to grab the phone.

Han Qilu, who has eyesight and quick hands, raised her phone up, and she threw herself away.

"What are you doing?" Han Qilu looked at her slightly unhappy.

"Don't call." An Chuxia said quickly: "I didn't want the reporter to come over. I just think, think this is too sudden!"

She is not mentally prepared yet!

"Suddenly?" Han Qilu condensed his eyebrows, and then said solemnly after a while: "It's not sudden. I have also asked for a marriage proposal, and the engagement...we have already decided. Is this sudden?"

Is this girl suffering from premarital phobia?

An Chuxia fell silent for a while, and recalled what Han Qilu said.

Indeed, they were engaged a long time ago, and they have proposed just now, and this is not the first time they have proposed. The first time was at Han's house. Is this suddenly? Obviously it is not sudden. But she always felt...not very comfortable in her heart.

What is going on here?

"Hurry up, I specially asked them to wait until we come before leaving get off work." Han Qilu stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder, then took her hand and entered the Civil Affairs Bureau.

A group of people from the Civil Affairs Bureau have already been waiting, and all the procedures have already been prepared, just waiting for the two of them.

After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, An Chuxia's whole person was in a trance.

After getting in the car, Han Qilu noticed that something was wrong with her, and shook her hand in front of her: "Return to God!"

"Huh?" An Chuxia's eyes were dull: "What's the matter?"

"I'm fine, it's you, like you have lost your soul." Han Qilu said, putting two red books on her lap: "Take it."

The car flew out like an arrow.

The Jiang family is terribly quiet, and even the servants who usually chatter are extremely silent.

As soon as I entered Jiang's house, I felt depressed in the early summer of An.

When Han Qilu parked his car and came in, An Chuxia hurriedly walked over and asked: "Why is it so quiet?"

"Can you not be quiet?" Han Qilu had a clear expression: "Grandpa too must have made a lot of fire. Who dares to make a fuss right now? Anyone can hide, let's go back. "

Until I went back to the room to lie down, An Chuxia didn't want to understand why she suddenly felt something wrong when she received the certificate.

What is missing!

What's missing?

Wedding!

She and Han Qilu's wedding.

Thinking of this, An Chuxia felt a little more comfortable.

"Boom boom boom." The door was knocked.

An Chuxia sat up from the bed: "Come in."

"Little Chuxia!" Jiang Yuanyuan knocked on the door. She walked in quickly, her eyes turned red.

"What's the matter? Mommy?" An Chuxia was a little surprised. She jumped out of bed and greeted Jiang Yuanyuan and asked, "What happened? Don't cry. By the way, where did you go? We are back. I didn’t see you at the time."

Jiang Yuanyuan wiped the corners of her wet eyes and said, "Your father flew to the UK to discuss cooperation after the wedding. From then on, I went to the study of Grandpa Qilu with them. From that time to It was dark, and his grandfather did not say a word."

"What about now? Uncle National and... have they gone back?" An Chuxia deliberately ignored Jin Ke's name.

"Go back." Jiang Yuanyuan sat down on the bed and took her hand and said, "But, before I went back here, I heard his grandfather say that someone should check Jin Ke's identity."

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"Jin Ke's life experience is of course innocent, mainly because of the relationship between her and Liuhai." Jiang Yuanyuan sighed and continued: "I can put it down, and I have already put it down. But You don’t know, I was the one who wanted to marry Han Liuhai. His grandfather didn’t know that the woman who was with Liuhai was Jin Ke."

"You mean..." An Chuxia was shocked: "Master Jiang doesn't know that Jin Ke is..."

"Yes." Jiang Yuanyuan nodded: "At that time, for my business, the Jiang family felt that I was a shame, and even cut off relations with me. I rarely return to Jiang's family. This investigation will definitely know Jin But Liu Hai’s first love. This woman who was separated from Liu Hai because of me suddenly became a woman that Guoli likes. I don’t think too much, but it’s hard to guarantee that others will think crazy."

Once it is found out, many people will surely guess that Kim came to Jiang's family for revenge.

Unable to be Han Liuhai's woman, Jiang Guoli was destroyed.

Mrs. Jiang, I would definitely think so!

In this way, Jiang Guoli's affairs with Jin Ke are almost broken.

Jiang Yuanyuan must be so sad for her brother in her heart.

An Chuxia felt heavy, and when she looked up, she thought of a person: "Mommy, go talk to Qilu. He has a lot of ideas, maybe there is something to do."

"He?" Jiang Yuanyuan snorted: "I told him as soon as I came back, but the kid said that he doesn't care about it."

"No matter?" An Chuxia was surprised: "But isn't his relationship with Uncle National?"

"That's the same thing." Jiang Yuanyuan narrowed his mouth: "He is probably afraid that if things don't happen, his too grandpa will anger you. Although you are married, if he gets too ruthless... hey, mom. I’m here to beg you. You can help Mommy to persuade Qilu. Let him find a way. It’s getting dark now, even if the person wants to report, he will have to wait until tomorrow."

"En." An Chuxia stood up: "I will go now. By the way...how do you know we are married?"

"I said this to Qilu a long time ago, lest there be many nights and dreams, and get the certificate first. We will talk about the wedding after you graduate." Jiang Yuanyuan said pitifully, "Please, early summer ."

"Okay." An Chuxia nodded his head and walked out of the room quickly.

Jiang Yuanyuan sighed and stood up and left.

Han Qilu's room door was hidden, An Chuxia reached out and knocked on the door, but no one responded. She hesitated and walked in.

The room was pitch black and no sound was heard. She touched the switch on the wall, and the room suddenly lit up. In her sight, Han Qilu was covering a thin blanket with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep.

"Han Qilu." An Chuxia stepped forward, but Han Qilu didn't react at all.

Are you pretending to be sleeping?

She frowned and pushed Han Qilu: "Don't pretend to be asleep! Get up! I have something to tell you."

Han Qilu still didn't react at all with her push, not even her eyelashes tremble. Her heart suddenly tightened. I heard that people are prone to heatstroke in this kind of weather. If heatstroke is not detected for a long time, people are likely to die!

Thinking of this, her heart throbbed quickly.

"Han Qilu! Wake up!" Her hand trembled and stretched out an index finger, and slowly passed it to Han Qilu's people to test whether she had a snort.

A hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

She was taken aback and raised her eyes to meet Han Qilu's dark eyes.

Not dead!

An Chuxia's eyes were hot, she threw away Han Qilu's hand, and hit Han Qilu's chest with a fist: "You are crazy! What a good death? You scared me to death, you know?!"

The latter was stunned for a long time before speaking: "I just sleep..."

He was going to get angry, but when he saw An Chuxia's red eyes, his heart suddenly became soft.

What's the matter, he is the one who should be swearing and beating when he was awakened after falling asleep? Has this situation been reversed?

"Then why can't I wake you up for a long time?!" An Chuxia calmed down, rolled her eyes, and sat down on the bedside: "I don't care, you scare me, you have to compensate me!"

"What did I scare you?" Han Qilu sat up with a look of injustice.

In the next instant, he finally realized what An Chuxia had misunderstood. She thought he was dead!

Please, how could he die so easily?

"An Chuxia, your own pig brain, also..." He was halfway through his words, and when he saw An Chuxia staring at him, the confidence in his heart suddenly disappeared: "Well, you said, how can I compensate you? . It's better to... I promise with my body..."

Speaking, he stretched out his hand.

An Chuxia quickly stood up: "Fuck you! Who wants you to promise me? You have to promise me one thing!"

Han Qilu shrugged nonchalantly: "Okay, tell me what's the matter."

An Chuxia stayed for a while and asked: "You agreed without asking me what is wrong?"

Han Qilu raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile: "Is there anything in this world that the young master can't do?"

Arrogant!

She cursed in her heart.

"That's good. Then you promise me to help Sister Jin Ke."

The smile on Han Qilu's face instantly froze. A touch of embarrassment flashed across his face.

"I can't agree to this matter."

Can't agree.

"Why?" An Chuxia was a little anxious. Jiang Yuanyuan rarely asked her for anything. Is this the only time? She can't do it, otherwise Jiang Yuanyuan will be so sad?

"There is no why." Han Qilu looked like he was not negotiable: "I can promise you anything else, except this one. I heard that Chanel has released a new summer dress. I can bring it tomorrow. You go buy it."

"I don't want any Chanel." An Chuxia frowned: "I just want Sister Jin Ke to be with Uncle National."

"Early summer." Han Qilu rubbed his temples with a headache: "To be honest. It's not that I don't want to do this, but I really don't have the ability."

"But, haven't our problems been resolved? Sister Jin Ke is more promising than me. She is a specially hired person from the Forbidden City. Why is she..."

Han Qilu interrupted her: "Since you came to me, my mother must have told you something, so she should have told you about Jin Ke? You should know that she is different from you, I Even if my grandfather agrees to a lowly person, he will not agree to her entering Jiang's door."

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"So, no matter what I think of, it won't help."

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"Also, in this imperial capital, Uncle is more capable than me. If he had a way, he would have done it long ago, but until now, even he hasn't made any moves, what can I do?"

An Chuxia heard a hint of helplessness in Han Qilu's voice.

She owes it to consideration.

"I'm sorry." She tightened her palms.