Information about her unfolds under the headline. An Chuxia, the adopted daughter, and so on. She is so angry, she rolls up the paper and throws it at the back seat of the car. “Aren’t you powerful, Han? The newspaper dares to post this kind of photo and content?”
He raises his eyebrow slightly. He knows she’s smart enough to be open to facts. “Yes, this was what I was trying to tell you, what my father meant. The Sun newspaper is one of our businesses. The president must have asked Father, my father… I hope you really marry me.”
“Sh*t!” An Chuxia is extremely uncomfortable under his stare. He
steps on the accelerator and they move, but this time, slower than when they started. “Han Qilu of the Hans, are you really confused or are you pretending to be confused? Are you the kind of person who wnn’t take other people’s consideration just to make your father happy? We obviously hate each other. You should go and make that clear; they will understand.”
Despite trying her best to convince Han Qilu, he doesn’t speak. Instead, he stares straight ahead. It is not difficult to read him carefully. His lips are tight. His knuckles are slightly white from gripping the steering wheel. He’s trying to suppress his own anger.
Just as she thought he wouldn’t speak, his
his voice ring clearly in her eardrum. “We don’t hate each other. At least, I don’t hate you now.”
Bang! Bang! Bang!
She hears the sound of her own heart thumping loudly.
“We’re here.” He stops the car and opens the door before taking the lead. It wasn’t until she hears the car door shut behind her did she recover. Why did Han Qilu’s words control her heartbeat?
How awful! This is simply villainous! She confesses she frees herself from earthly desires but she almost falls for the enemy. She should hold on and not fall for her mother’s beneficiary’s son!
She severely scolds her heart before opening the door and walking out. She looks and sees a small square. Next to it
to it is a two-storey that covers an area of 4S shops.
“Is this the future Han Group’s President’s wife?” A female voice full of satire resonates. She frowns and turns toward the sound. A girl wearing a revealing outfit tugs Han Qilu’s arm before eyeing her from head to toe.
She recognizes the lot containing the latest car models, and the fact that she doesn’t like this woman. Who knows what part of her isn’t fake?
She attempts to leave, but ends up standing at the 4S entrance with people in black suits staring at her. A foreigner arrives at Han Qilu’s side. He leans toward Han’s shoulder and smiles. “I didn’t expect you to bring your fiancée, young your fiancée, young master Han.”
The corners of his mouth pulls. He isn’t going to deny the fact. He cocks an eyebrow to the man. “Car?”
The man laughs. He walks to a car covered with a black cloth and tugs on it. An Chuxia suppresses her awe. No words can describe the car.
If she’s not mistaken, this is the car in his magazine: the Lamborghini Reventon! It is said the car is named after a bull that killed a powerful bullfighter. After reading that trivia, she didn’t continue learning about it. This model, with F22 fighter aircraft-style dashboard, has only 20 of this kind,.
“Do you really want to buy it?” An Chuxia looks happily at Han Qilu.