Chapter 85 (1/2)

In front of Han Liuhai, Han Qilu did not dare to be so big or small. After swallowing the apple in his mouth, he looked up at Han Liuhai and replied, ”it has nothing to do with me. Didn't you say she was nervous? ”

How could the crafty Han Liuhai be fooled by Han Qilu so easily? He went to Han Qilu and sat down beside him. He also took an apple and ate it. Vaguely said: ”anyishan, is it the man who abandoned the early summer and early summer mother?”

Knowing that Han Liuhai is sure that he knows, Han Qilu simply also no longer hide, throw away the almost gnawed apple, picked up a paper towel to wipe his mouth.

”That's right, but you'd better pretend you don't know anything about it. Anchuxia will take care of it.” Throwing the paper towel into the garbage can, Han Qilu stood up and walked to the white stairs.

Han Liuhai frowned, so to say, anyishan, he can't trust to give the project to him completely. After all, a man who abandons his wife and daughter has no integrity. But now early summer is his nominal adoptive daughter, so he can't really turn his face.

Maybe for the moment, it's best to keep quiet and pretend that you don't know anything.

Under the bright light, an chuxia sits on the luxurious desk, draws out the key points with the red pen bit by bit, and makes notes on the side. Write how to be able to more easily understand the knowledge points to let everyone understand.

The students in class a didn't listen to the class very much before. She needed a lot of thought and couldn't review in the traditional way. Otherwise, the efficiency will be too slow.

”I'll go home and do my dream...” The mobile phone on the desk vibrated in vain. Ann had a headache in early summer when he heard the bell. Jiang Yuanyuan helped her change the ring tone. I don't know where it was downloaded from. She said that it was very personal. She would spit blood and die when she heard it? But she did not dare to change the bell easily.

Her eyes were still on the textbook, and she pressed the answer button without looking at the caller ID. then came the voice of Han Qilu, who was holding back his anger: ”an Chu Xia, do you want to die?”

A fool wants to die! After saying this in his heart, an chuxia curled her lips and decided not to follow him in the same way: ”what's the matter?”