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Chapter 1132 Airport Confession

After the barbecue, Han Sun and Lee Jae-yong went to a club to sing.

When the boss learned about their arrival, he helped open the largest private room. The most expensive wine was like a lot of money, and he was all his.

There are many young women wearing exposed clothes. This is the top private club in Seoul and even Korea. When the water goes up high, you can see beautiful and handsome men who are rarely seen on the streets.

Lee Jae-yong should come here often, and many people know him. This guy doesn't seem as decent as he looks, and he is also a liar who likes to play.

Not familiar with songs from this era of South Korea, Han Xuan flipped the song list over and over, only knowing "The Wrong Meeting" by Jin Jianmo. He stuttered at the beginning, but became familiar with it later.

The song has a good rhythm, but there is a passage in the middle that is so fast that it can hardly breathe, and almost suffocate him to death. No matter how he sang, encouragement and applause are indispensable.

Lee Jae-yong and his friends found a beauties to accompany him to drink. They were very interested in teasing Han Sun, which gave him a little headache.

More popular than Han Xuan is Secretary Dawson who looks like "Peacock" Matt Pomo. This handsome secretary who is so handsome that he is almost perfect, he knows several languages, not Korean.

Even though he was just planning to sit next to him and listen quietly, people kept coming to him to drink and asked him for contact information in English.

The pockets on the chest were filled with contact information that the woman gave him, and even included a hotel room card. What it means is self-evident

I forgot the time when I played. At this time, Secretary Dawson looked at his watch and told Han Xuan: "It's already one night, I can almost go to the airport. Miss Dolores is coming soon."

Han Xuan didn't expect that time passed so quickly, and almost missed the opportunity to pick up Anya and said goodbye to Lee Jae-yong and the others first. With him around, these people were obviously very restrained.

Even though the boss said he wanted to get a free bill, he still wrote a check of 50,000 US dollars.

At night, the boss took a few bottles of good red wine, which was worth about 20,000 US dollars. It is not a good habit to be greedy for people to make small gains.

Standing at the door of the club, watching Han Xuan get on the bus.

Even if they are rich, they have to admire Han Xuan's car. The bulletproof Rolls-Royce weighing several tons cannot be seen at all from the outside. It seems to be very flexible. There is no one in this style of car in South Korea now.

Look at Han Xuan, and then look at the members of the Korean chaebol. No matter how you look at it, you feel that the rich people in your country are petty...

A few dozing off.

The city center is quite far from the airport. Just as I was about to close my eyes and sniff for a while, the phone suddenly rang.

Han Xuan didn't say anything after answering the Korean number. He only heard a cat in it, and his tone seemed to be asking the owner why he hadn't returned home yet.

The brown bear's voice could also be heard, and he was whistling in a low voice.

I don’t understand how these two guys knew to call me? There are really surprises every day.

Or in frightened, Han Xuan felt that they were too smart.

Then I heard the voice of Secretary Shen who had returned to Silla Hotel first. She said in a daze: "I'm all asleep.

Fat Ding, this guy, almost flattened my breasts just now, insisted that I call you, tell them, I'll go and continue sleeping."

Fat Ding continued to approach the phone and mumbled. Han Xuan was too lazy to listen to its nonsense and said directly: "Get out and go to bed, I will come back after receiving Anya."

After saying that, he hung up and drove Jason smiled and said, "They seem to be your wife, asking her husband why he hasn't come home yet."

“…It’s a bit like that.

By the way, how about Miss Molly's eyes? Didn't you say it was possible to cure last time?"

Jason knew that the boss was talking about his blind girlfriend and replied: "It's the latest medical experiment. Her optic nerve was not damaged, but there was a problem with the retina.

There were patients similar to her before, who were cured at the University of Cambridge Medical School, and there were more than one. I have never heard of any failures.

But the cost is relatively high, about one million pounds, and she plans to sell the cafe in Caesars Palace to collect treatment costs.

I could help her pay, but she refused to agree. I arranged the buyer she contacted now, and I could see that she liked the old cafe very much."

Han Xuan smiled and said, "Oh, I'm still having a romantic life.

After knowing, Miss Molly will definitely be moved to death.

If you have any difficulties, come to me. I know many people from Cambridge University, including the current president.

I'll give you a holiday during her treatment and go with her. I wish you a recovery."

"Thanks."

Jason said: "There will be no surgery until next year. The hospital needs to see the recovery of other patients.

What worries me is whether Molly and I will still be like this if we become like ordinary people.”

"If you are worried that she dislikes you for being ugly, then your concern is very reasonable." Gabriel interjected lazyly.

"Get out, keep sleeping on you!

I have been with her for two years and have to call almost every day. How could I not like me because of this?

Only a guy like you can only pay attention to appearance superficially!”

"Don't worry.

I think Miss Molly is very good and I really like you."

After Han Xuan said that, he closed his eyes and ignored this guy who was worried about gains and losses.

Gabriel directly advised Jason, otherwise he would not be treated. Sure enough, he couldn't hear a good thing from his bad friend.

Come to Ginpo International Airport.

It was already past two o'clock at night, and there were still planes taking off and landing, but the number was not large.

I was about to drive the car into the airport just now, but the guard slept like a dead pig and couldn't wake him up even when knocking on the glass. I could only call Anya and let her come out from the normal exit.

I bought a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice at the vending machine. After drinking it, I lay horizontally on a row of seats and was almost asleep.

When it was past three o'clock, fewer and fewer people were waiting for the passengers, and Anya finally came out.

When Han Xuan heard the voice of Secretary Dawson, he looked at the exit.

I saw a girl with light pink hair walking out like an osplay, staring at the panic.

After looking closely, I realized that it was really Anya. She looked up and down, her shorts, her vest, and her exposed skin was white.

He was carrying a red backpack on his back and had light pink slightly curly hair draped over his shoulders.

In the past, she was like a princess, but when she changed to this hair color, she was even more beautiful than an earthling.

Everyone who saw her was in a daze. Even Han Xuan, who was very familiar with her, couldn't help but thump. He was really a male killer.

He shouted: "Princess Anya! Please be my last love!"

Anya was looking for Han Xuan, and when she heard the voice, she smiled and walked over happily, saying, "What are you going crazy again? Are you confessing to me?

There was no flowers prepared, so this princess refused you, you could find a place to cry.”

"cut."

Han Xuan rolled her eyes, touched the girl's hair, and asked Anya, "What's wrong with your hair? Is it dyed?

If you make this color, your mother hasn't beat you to death yet?" (~^~)
Chapter completed!
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