Dear Mr. Shi

Han Qianqian sat there, crying sadly, out of control, regardless of her image, she cried with tears and nose all over her face.

Hearing the footsteps, raising her eyes, she saw Song Qinghuan. The alarm bells rang in her mind. She immediately stopped crying and stared at her sobbingly: "Why are you? Where's Anno?"

She actually asked Shi Annuo, she thought that this time Han Qianqian should ask Shi to keep out the cold.

Song Qinghuan curled his lips: "Don't look upset, I don't want to come out to see you, but this is my home after all, I don't want you to have any accidents and cause us all troubles, so Shi Yuhan asked me to come out and have a look."

Upon hearing this, Han Qianqian's eyes lit up: "What? The Emperor asked you to come out to find me, so he cares about me?"

"I don't know if you don't care, I only know that you're okay, then I can go in for business." Song Qinghuan returned the words lightly, and turned to leave.

But Han Qianqian stopped: "Wait!"

"You... can I answer a few questions for me?" Han Qianqian's little face was flushed because of crying, with a serious look on her face.

Song Qinghuan thought for a while, and then replied: "It depends on what question you are asking, I reserve the right not to answer."

Han Qianqian said: "Very simple questions, you don't want to answer them."

Song Qinghuan sat down beside her: "Okay, you can ask!"

Han Qianqian rolled her eyes, thought about it, and then asked, "When did you and the Emperor meet?"

Song Qinghuan shook his head: "I don't remember!"

Han Qianqian bit her lip: "Then you have known each other for a long time? So don't you remember?"

Song Qinghuan nodded: "It's been so long."

She must answer well. If Han Qianqian knows the truth, then there is no need for the marriage contract, and at the same time she can no longer stay in the Times Group.

A trace of frustration flashed in Han Qianqian's eyes, but she was more unwilling, "Then do you love the Emperor?"

Song Qinghuan smiled: "If you don't love, how can you marry him?"

You can also marry him for profit. Anyway, this answer, she thinks it is very good, it is true and not deceiving.

Han Qianqian wiped her nose, thought for a while and asked: "Then do you know if the mole on Empero's **** is black or red?"

Song Qinghuan looked at her with black lines, dizzy, what is the problem, how could she know the color of the mole on Shi Yuhan's ass.

No, just because of the cold-resistant personality, it is impossible for Han Qianqian to know that he has a mole, so how could Han Qianqian know?

She couldn't possibly know that she was deceiving people!

Thinking about this, Song Qinghuan replied with a pensive expression and puzzled expression: "Is there a mole on his butt? I really didn't pay attention, it seems that I didn't!"