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Chapter 910 Marriage Phobia (1)

Facts have proved that if Han Yan'an wants to cheat, no one in the world can stop her!
Luo Conghui's intestines are about to be knotted, she just wants to say a more difficult condition and delay it until she wants to get married, but this guy doesn't understand her painstaking efforts at all, not only does he not understand her, Instead, he used a crazy way of cheating, and really asked for the boss's contact information!
She hadn't finished her chicken chop yet, but she was in no mood to continue eating.She watched helplessly as Han Yan'an dialed a number, and held the phone to her ear the next second...

"Wait a minute, I haven't finished yet!" Luo Cong rushed over to snatch his mobile phone, and tapped the word "hang up" with the momentum of grabbing the New Year's red envelope, until the phone was really hung up, She breathed a sigh of relief and kept shaking her head, "You are too fast, can you give me some time to regret it?"

Han Yan'an watched the phone being handed back, his eyes sank: "You said it, I learned how to make small fish cakes, and you will marry me."

"That's not what I said, hey! You've misunderstood!" Luo Cong sat back and picked up the chicken chops that fell on the ground with great heartache, touched his stomach that was still not full, and then pointed at the perpetrator Rolling her eyes, "What I said is clearly that I will not marry you until you learn it. I didn't say that as long as you learn it, I will marry you!"

Han Yan'an narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and found that what she said made sense.He leaned back in his chair a little discouraged, and quietly complained: "My girlfriend is from the Chinese department, so it's not a good thing."

"It's not a good thing that a boyfriend is so capable!"

Hearing this, Han Yan'an lowered his eyes, briefly glanced at a certain position below, then lifted them up, and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, your boyfriend is indeed very capable, and you have great vision."

Luo Cong was so angry that he picked up the chopsticks and threw them over, but Han Yan'an quickly tilted his head, the chopsticks hit the back of the chair, and fell to the ground sadly.

"Cong Cong, are you doubting my ability?" Han Yan'an shook his head helplessly, bent down to pick up the chopsticks, and then signaled the waiter to take another pair.

"I'm doubting my vision, how could I fall in love with such a dirty and annoying soul like you!" Luo Cong patted his chest to prevent her from venting his anger, and took the time to sigh again, "Why is my life so hard!"

The waiter brought over the chopsticks, and Han Yan'an gave all the leftover chicken chops to Luo Congcong.Luo Congcong stared at Han Yan'an's silent face after being dirty, and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

"I think I may have marriage phobia."

A certain person raised his eyes and said nothing.

Seeing that his face seemed to be in a bad mood, Luo Congcong hurriedly leaned forward, tried to get closer to him, and then said to him seriously: "When I think of the word marriage, I feel very resistant. I seriously think about it." After that, the reason why I am like this is probably because after I got married, what I faced was not my boyfriend Han Yan’an, but my husband Han Yan’an. What I think about every day is not going to class, sleeping, working and eating, but daily necessities. To put it bluntly, I still I want to play more, without restraint, instead of thinking about it before playing, as a member of your family, your wife, aunt's daughter-in-law, can I do this."

Han Yan'an put down his chopsticks and nodded calmly: "Yeah." Then he stood up, picked up his hat and put it on, "You continue to eat, I still have something to do, I'll call you when I'm done."

Luo Cong was dumbfounded.

"You are not angry!"

(End of this chapter)