Super Perfect Love Handbook

Chapter 120 Let Him Next Time

After Jin Xuan took the shoulders of the two of them and led them in a different direction, he retracted his shoulders and walked to the front first.

"Do you think that the chairman may already know something?" Liang Xia secretly said to Lan Tian, ​​covering her mouth.

Lan Tian nodded thoughtfully, "It's not possible, it's definitely... Ahhh, I'm still curious."

"Me too. But I have a hunch that the day when we know the truth must not be far away. Huhuhu~" Liang Xia laughed treacherously.

"Didn't the president remind you just now, does your premonition still make sense?" Lan Tian pushed Liang Xia's arm on his shoulder in disgust, gave him a blank look, and then hurried forward, throwing Liang Xia away.

Hey, walking with this kind of person really lowers his IQ level.

Xia An'an, who was missed by others, was still strolling leisurely in the museum at this time, walking in the courtyard as if walking in the back garden of her own home.

In fact, this museum really has the meaning of her back garden, because the curator of the museum is the astronomy-loving grandfather of one of her seniors.

Hearing that she was coming to City C, that senior brother specially asked her to help him visit his grandfather.

Xia An'an walked to the curator's office, knocked on the door, and opened the door after getting an answer.

Sitting on the sofa was an old man with gray hair and a tuft of goatee on his chin, who looked hale and hearty.

Xia An'an put on a smiling face and shouted politely, "Grandpa Fu, hello! I'm Xia An'an."

Curator Fu brewed tea smoothly, and smiled kindly, "You are An An, come and sit, I often hear that brat in my family mention you."

"Why mention me?"

"He said you beat people very badly, and every time he challenged you to a one-on-one challenge, he would be beaten black and blue by you."

"Ahem..." Xia Anan sneered, rubbing her nose embarrassedly, "Then I'll let him in next time."

When it comes to fighting seriously, the strength of the attack will always be a little uncontrollable.

"Hahaha, you little girl is real. Grandpa Fu didn't mean to blame you." Curator Fu laughed loudly, "I know the virtues of that brat in my family. A big boy can't beat a girl like you. It’s embarrassing for him, it’s time to train hard. Next time he challenges you to a one-on-one fight, just beat him hard, don’t show mercy!”

"Okay, Grandpa Fu, as long as you don't feel bad when the time comes."

"Haha, man, I feel sorry for what he is doing. You, a girl, have suffered a lot in training like this." Curator Fu sighed and said earnestly.

"It's okay. I've gotten used to it anyway." Xia Anan smiled and took out a box from her pocket and handed it to Curator Fu as if conjuring, "Grandpa Fu, this is what my brother asked me to give to you." of."

Curator Fu poured a small cup of tea and put it in front of Xia Anan after collecting the things, "Come on, girl, how about the taste of the tea I brewed?"

Xia An'an picked up the teacup and took a sip, the faint fragrance of tea filled her lips and teeth.

"Good tea." Xia Anan praised.

"Like it?"

"like."

"I still have an unopened can of tea here, take it back and drink it yourself." Curator Fu stood up with a smile and went to get the tea.

Xia An'an quickly stopped Curator Fu and said, "Thank you, Grandpa Fu, but there's no need for it. Good tea needs someone who can make and drink it to reflect its value. A rough hand like me will ruin it for me."

Curator Fu heard the words, so he gave up.

(End of this chapter)