Chapter 1225
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Ke Kebo said awkwardly, "I'm afraid I can't."
Ke Kebo tilted his head and glanced at Han Zhuoli as if he was in a difficult position. He said, "Director Liang, I understand what you wanted to talk to me about."
Liang Chengbing suddenly felt a little hopeful. "Then why don't …"
"No need, no need." Ke Kebo smiled and said, "I really can't tonight. Let's meet another day. I'll remember your matter. Don't worry. "
Liang Chengbing heard what Ke Kebo said. It was as if he didn't need to worry and could continue being his judge.
It was as if he wasn't affected by Han Zhuoli.
Or did Han Zhuoli come to look for him for a different matter?
Liang Chengbing looked at Han Zhuoli. "Young Master Han, does the Han Corporation have any new investments in the film festival?"
Han Zhuoli looked over coldly and said, "It's still in the preliminary stages of the plan."
Liang Chengbing nodded and heaved a sigh of relief. It looked like Han Zhuoli's matter with Ke Kebo really had nothing to do with him.
That was good.
"Okay, then I won't disturb you." Liang Chengbing finally relaxed and smiled. "Mr. Ke, when you're free, I'll treat you to a meal."
Ke Kebo smiled and agreed. But when would he be free?
That was hard to say.
He had to brush Liang Chengbing off first.
Afraid that Liang Chengbing would really pester him, Ke Kebo walked to the entrance of Sheng Yue and said, "Then Young Master Han, Director Liang, I'll leave first."
"Take care, Mr. Ke," Han Zhuoli said politely.
Liang Chengbing wanted to take the chance to leave with Ke Kebo alone.
But Ke Kebo didn't give him the chance. The chauffeur drove over and Ke Kebo immediately got in.
After watching Ke Kebo leave, Han Zhuoli said to Liang Chengbing calmly, "Director Liang, goodbye."
Liang Chengbing opened his mouth but could only say dryly, "Young Master Han, take care."
Seeing Han Zhuoli get into the car, Liang Chengbing felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
***
Han Zhuoli returned to the villa. When he entered, he saw Lu Man waiting at the entrance.
"You're back? Have you been drinking? "Lu Man had already prepared a pair of slippers for Han Zhuoli. He leaned over and sniffed.
There was a faint smell of red wine on his body. It was not unpleasant.
Han Zhuoli chuckled. "Just a little red wine."
Han Zhuoli hadn't even changed into his slippers when he pulled Lu Man into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
The tip of his tongue carried the aroma of the red wine as it entered her mouth.
"Isn't it?" He lowered his head to graze her lips as he asked softly.
Lu Man sucked his lips and tasted the red wine in his mouth.
She didn't know if it was because of his kiss or because of the alcohol in his mouth, but her face was a little red.
"Quickly change your shoes and clothes. I'll make you a cup of honey water," Lu Man said.
Han Zhuoli obediently let go of Lu Man, changed his shoes, and went upstairs to change into comfortable, loose clothes.
Lu Man came upstairs with a glass of honey water. "How was your dinner? Did you only drink? "
"I ate a little, but I didn't drink much." Han Zhuoli took a sip of the honey water and pulled Lu Man into his arms. "Didn't you taste it just now?"
Lu Man was being hugged by Han Zhuoli. She held the glass with both hands, afraid that the water would spill out.
Thinking about the taste in her mouth, Lu Man's body heated up. He didn't drink much, but she felt like she had drunk too much.
"I don't think I drank much," Lu Man said softly.
Han Zhuoli chuckled. His voice was especially seductive.
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