Master Devil Don’t Kiss Me

"You agree?" The gossip reporter was ecstatic, even the corners of his eyebrows were filled with joy.

He finally doesn't have to lose his job!

"Yes." Han Qilu said slightly, "But, you must first hand in all the photos and negatives."

The gossip reporter was taken aback, and then laughed coldly: "Master Han, are you playing with me? Once I hand over the things, you will immediately regret it. Who will I cry? Or take me first. After finishing the interview with Chairman Xiao, I will naturally ask people to send back everything intact."

"Then what if you do an interview but refuse to hand over the negatives? Who will we cry?"

An Chuxia looked straight at the gossip reporter and said, if he hadn't had the film as a handle, she would have rushed to press him to the ground! Will you talk to him so much?

But then again, if he didn't have their handle in his hand, he wouldn't dare to appear here.

"Miss An." The gossip reporter raised his eyebrows slightly: "You seem to forget that we are not negotiating. You, do not have the power to negotiate with me!"

"I promise you." Han Qilu suddenly said: "Let's go, don't waste our time here, I will send things over as soon as I finish the interview!"

Although his speech was not good, the gossip reporter immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and his goal was about to be achieved.

Although the scandals between Han Qilu and An Chuxia were eye-catching enough, no matter which agency dared to publish them, there was hardly any commercial value, and it was not as valuable as an interview with Chairman Xiao.

The three people quickly arrived on the floor where Old Lady Xiao and Meng Xiaonan were. The bodyguard at the entrance of the floor saw that they were both of them, and they all walked away. The journey came to the door of the ward almost unimpeded.

The eight bodyguards at the door of the ward also let Han Qilu and An Chuxia in directly, but stopped the gossip reporter and stretched out their hands formulaically: "Please show your doctor's work permit."

"I..." The gossip reporter quickly turned his eyes on Han Qilu and asked Han Qilu for help: "Master Han...I am from Master Han."

"Oh?" The leading bodyguard turned to look at Han Qilu.

As long as Han Qilu nodded his head, the interview would be able to catch him. He even saw how he was when he was promoted.

Han Qilu curled his lips, bloodthirsty in his eyes.

"Grab him for me!" With a low voice, eight bodyguards rushed up.

"Han Qilu, you bastard!" The gossip reporter yelled, and the other side quickly took out the phone in his pocket. Since he can't get this interview, let's die with Han Qilu! Such a nasty scandal, Han Qilu can also be scorched!

However, Han Qilu rushed forward with a swift kick, and steadily kicked the gossip reporter's hand. Due to the severe pain, the mobile phone in his hand flew out uncontrollably and fell on him with a "bang" To the ground.

Then there was another "crash", and the phone screen shattered gorgeously.

"My phone!" The gossip reporter yelled, and now he rushed to kill Han Qilu's heart! He actually smashed his only hope! However, his hands were held tightly by the bodyguards, and even his feet were held tightly by the bodyguards. It was like a silkworm pupa, completely immobile.

The gossip reporter's eyes became flushed, and the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, which looked terrifying.

"Ho..." Han Qilu sneered, the expression on his face was stiff, but his eyes were murderous.

Yes, murderous!

"You let me... please, let me go..."

Knowing that he would never get an interview again, let alone the interview, for fear that even the door of the hospital would not be able to go out properly, so he had to beg for mercy.

An Chuxia originally thought that Han Qilu was really compromising, but she didn't expect to just fool the reporter here in order to let these bodyguards catch him. It's really a good time to catch turtles in an urn, close the door and beat the dog!

However, she didn't dare to think, if one step late, the gossip reporter's mobile phone number would be dialed out. Then she believes that there must be a picture of her and Luo Shao and a picture of Han Qilu and Xiang Mankui on the Internet. The outside world doesn't know the truth, they will only believe what they see with their own eyes, which must be extremely lethal to the Han family. Han Qilu was licking blood with a knife.

Fortunately... It worked.

but……

An Chuxia asked worriedly: "If the people outside him can't wait for the news, will they upload the photos directly? In that case, just..."

"Don't worry." Han Qilu gave her a reassuring look, patted her shoulder, then looked at the reporter rather indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "I don't believe it, he is so afraid of death!"

The gossip reporter shuddered suddenly. Even if he lost his job as a reporter, he could still go to work elsewhere to earn a bite of food. Even if it is to deliver food or express delivery, he can afford his children to study. But in case he died here today...

He could hardly think about how the daughter who had no mother in the family and the father died should survive.

"Master Qilu! Please, let me go! I'll call right now to let them deliver everything! Please, let me go!" The gossip reporter kept begging, not for himself, but It is for your own children.

There are no mothers, lonely children.

"Let you go?" Han Qilu smiled coldly, and a nearly terrifying arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "If you begged me at the beginning, I might be able to let you go, and I might take you for being smart enough. Come in and have a look, of course an interview is impossible. But...you dare to threaten me? The most annoying thing in this young master's life is being threatened by others!"

"I'm sorry! I know I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again, please, Master Qilu, there is a daughter in my family who is still at home waiting for me to return. I..."

"Shut up!" Han Qilu raised his chin halfway and said condescendingly: "Why didn't you think about your daughter when you threatened me? Your own greed, even if I beat you to death today, I can't blame me!"

"Daughter..." An Chuxia said silently, then stepped forward, and took Han Qilu's arm, and pleaded: "Qilu, forget it, otherwise, let him call someone to send everything over. Forget it. He still has a daughter in the family, if you do something and something happens, what do you want her daughter to do?"

The gossip reporter who was pressed to the ground by the bodyguards was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect An Chuxia would intercede with him, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry..."

"In early summer, don't be a woman. Such a person can't remember the lesson without a fight. Don't worry, I won't kill him. At most, let him lie in the hospital for a year and a half." Han Qilu said She opened her hand and approached the reporter step by step.

"Han Qilu!" An Chuxia said "Hey", and then stepped forward to persuade.

She was born in poverty and weeping, knowing that a man is the pillar of that family to an ordinary family. This pillar of pillar lying in the hospital for a year and a half is almost ruining that home!

"You don't have to speak for me, Miss Ann." The gossip reporter pursed his lips: "Everyone has aspirations. If I threaten you, I will pay the price..."

"You know this well now?" Han Qilu raised his eyebrows, and then kicked forward. The gossip reporter flew out and fell to the ground fiercely, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"The voice of early summer, is it early summer?!" The door of the ward was suddenly opened, and Meng Xiaonan poked out a head. She saw An Chuxia and opened the door happily.

Only then did An Chuxia notice that Meng Xiaonan was still hanging salt water, and her left hand was still holding a potion bottle crookedly.

"What are you doing out? Go in quickly and hang the potion back, or the blood will come back later!" An Chuxia hurriedly walked over to help lift the potion bottle.

But Meng Xiaonan has been holding back here for so many hours, and he is about to be sick, how can he go back obediently. She directly ignored An Chuxia's words and looked outside curiously: "What's wrong with this? Ah! There is still a dead person!"

The dead person that Meng Xiaonan said was a gossip reporter lying on the ground. There was a pool of blood in front of him. He was lying motionless on the ground at the moment. No wonder he was misunderstood as a dead person by Meng Xiaonan.

"Dead..." The expression on An Chuxia's face was dumbfounded.

Han Qilu snorted coldly, stepped forward a few steps, reached out and grabbed the collar of the gossip reporter, and abruptly pulled his upper body up: "Don't play dead!"

The mask on his face had fallen to the ground, and An Chuxia immediately recognized it. This was the reporter wearing a military coat at the back door of the hospital before!

It seems that he was watching the two of them wearing the clothes of a doctor and a nurse, so he didn't know where he got a set of clothes for a doctor, so he got in! It's really a little clever!

The gossip reporter panted roughly, covering the place where Han Qilu had just been kicked, and looked at Han Qilu in fear. The start was so cruel, and he kicked him so much that he was about to lose consciousness with one kick. This is simply...a devil!

But no matter what, he didn't ask Han Qilu for mercy anymore, because begging for mercy was useless!

"Are you awake?" Han Qilu curled his lips: "Then give another punch and continue with this punch. If you are still awake, then I will consider you to be fatal and let you go back!"

"Go back..." the gossip reporter muttered silently, his eyes flashing from the beginning, and after removing the mask, he didn't laugh as wretched as before.

However, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Han Qilu will not give him a chance to go back...

"I'm sorry, my dad may not be able to go back..." he said, bending his mouth slowly and desperately.

Han Qilu slowly tightened his fists, slowly moving away from the slightly old face of the gossip reporter.

"No! Han Qilu! Forget it, let's do it!" An Chuxia wanted to rush up, but she still held a cute boy's potion bottle in her hand. She immediately said, "Jiangnan, hurry up and take it yourself!"