Chapter 178 - Yes, I will ask Han Beicheng to send you some instant noodles (1/2)
Author: Purple Peony MACHINE TRANSLATION
Qiao Hanye heard Shangguan Zhi’s voice and stopped in his tracks. He turned around and stood in front of the steps. Looking down at him, he said in a deep voice, “yes, I will ask Han Beicheng to send you some instant noodles. ”
“…”hearing this, Shangguan Zhi felt like he was struck by lightning and was completely dumbfounded.
Instant noodles Ask Han Beicheng to send you some instant noodles?
“Young Master, that’s not what I meant… something’s wrong! ” Shangguan Zhi was about to say something when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He pushed up his glasses and felt that there must be something fishy about this matter …
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At noon
He lanjin woke up from her nap and drove towards the city. She went to the studio to handle some matters and communicated with an Nuan about the progress of the investigation.
“There’s indeed something wrong with the Lu family. Five years ago, a large amount of funds were injected and successfully helped them to take over the land in Jiang city. They became the richest man in Jiang city in one fell swoop. This amount of money needs to be investigated, ” he lanjin wrote with a pen.
After she was done, she stood up and stretched. It was already seven o’clock in the evening.
It turned out that she had been busy for the whole afternoon. She was so tired that she took a sip of cold coffee. She looked out of the window. She did not know when it started to snow, but there were very few people on the street because of the cold.
“Let’s go eat fried noodles, ” he lanjin said. She took the car keys and walked out.
After leaving the studio, she just walked out of the door and found that it was a little big. It fell on her body and was very cold. She wanted to get an umbrella, but when she turned around, she saw a figure holding an umbrella walking towards her.
He lanjin was stunned for a moment. She looked at Qiao Hanye who was wearing a black windbreaker. His figure was perfectly proportioned, as flawless as a work that God was proud of. He walked towards her in large strides.
He moved the umbrella to the top of her head and held the snow for her. Like magic, he took out a bunch of 99 red roses from behind her.
“Miss He, I like you. ” Qiao Hanye stood in front of her and handed the roses to her. His pleasant voice rang out, “can you be my girlfriend? ”
He lanjin was a little overwhelmed by his sudden affectionate confession.