Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

After calling Han Xueqing and telling her where she was, Luo Qingqian waited for about ten minutes before seeing Han Xueqing's car stopped in front of her at high speed.

Seeing the rubbing marks of the car on the ground, Luo Qingqian couldn't help but rejoice. Fortunately, this is a villa in the middle of the mountain, and there are usually few cars. Otherwise, what should I do if I hit it at the speed of this speeding car.

"Qianqian, come up." Han Xueqing waved to her handsomely.

Luo Qingqian got into the car with a helpless expression, couldn't help but blame, but her eyes were full of worry: "Why are you driving so fast? I don't know that the chance of a car accident is as high as [-]% now?"

"It's okay, you know my skills." Han Xueqing didn't care, "It's you, listening to your voice, why do I feel so urgent? Also, this is a rich man's villa area. What are you doing here?"

"It's not meeting some investors, is it?
Luo Qingqian immediately rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "Pause, quickly delete those nasty things in your mind."

"Haha, Qianqian, in fact, if you really need money or resources, you can ask my brother, he promises to be willing to help you." Han Xueqing teased.

Han Xueqing quickly waved her hand: "Don't, don't tell your brother about me. The breakup will be complete, so it won't delay others, so you should quickly get rid of those thoughts in your mind."

"Well, well, for the sake of your sincerity, I promise you." Han Xueqing also had a sense of proportion, and didn't get entangled in her brother's affairs anymore.

"But seriously, Qianqian, what are you doing here?" Han Xueqing asked curiously as she started the car.

Luo Qingqian leaned on the back of the seat, a little unable to cheer up, "It's not that Jun Tingmo."

"Jun Tingmo? The emperor of Lancheng, tsk tsk, Qianqian, you have good resources." Han Xueqing winked for a while.

"He wants to marry me." Luo Qingqian said in shock.

Han Xueqing originally wanted to make fun of her, but who would have heard such a sentence, she didn't react for a while, "What, you said Jun Tingmo proposed to you?"

"No, I mean marriage, not a proposal." Luo Qingqian explained calmly.

"No, didn't you want to propose to you before getting married?" Han Xueqing couldn't react, she turned her head to look at Luo Qingqian, "Qianqian, turn your head and let me see.

Luo Qingqian turned her head helplessly, "Why?"

"No, look into my eyes first and tell me what you said just now." Han Xueqing thought she was dreaming.

That's the emperor of city A, Jun Tingmo, the man she only met once secretly in the distance, the dream lover of all the women in city A, and unexpectedly wants to marry Qianqian.

"Today is not April Fool's Day." Han Xueqing scratched her head, and Luo Qingqian was more annoying than her: "Man, did you hear clearly? The other party wants to force me to marry him instead of proposing to me normally."

"You said that I am a good young man, how could I step into the grave of marriage so early?
"Qianqian." Han Xueqing sighed suddenly, and patted Luo Qingqian on the shoulder: "Just accept your fate."

Luo Qingqian: "..."

So should this girlfriend help her escape?
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Luo Qingqian never thought that she would enter the Civil Affairs Bureau like this. The man in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau is full of momentum, with slender legs like a model, and a thin waist. Even if it is covered by a suit, it is not difficult to imagine his beautiful figure under the clothes.

And behind her, two rows of men in black stood, clearly blocking her way.