Chen Liuhe walked into the office with a smile and said, "Why can't this be considered fate? The ancients did not deceive me. They came to meet thousands of miles away when they were destined to meet each other, but they would not meet each other without fate!"

Qin Mo Nong laughed and glanced at him gently: "Fallusion!"

"Remarks that can make people irrefutable, whether they are true or fallacies, are truth!" Chen Liuhe walked to Qin Mo Nong's desk with shamelessness, and sat on the corner of the desk without any image.

Qin Mo Nong frowned easily. She was a woman who paid great attention to etiquette and was very rigorous. She didn't like others to be careless in front of her and was too imaginary. However, when facing Chen Liuhe, she couldn't dislike her and was powerless because she knew that this guy was such a bad virtue.

Looking at Qin Mo Nong's office, Chen Liuhe exclaimed: "The level of the principal is different. The style of this office is unspeakable. The fragrance of books is strong. No wonder it can influence you so beautifully and intellectually."

After accepting Chen Liuhe's praise with peace of mind, Qin Mo Nong closed the chess score and asked with a smile: "Why did you suddenly think about running to me today? If I remember correctly, this is the first time?"

Chen Liuhe looked at the beautiful Qin Monong condescendingly. The tight collar was destined to make him unable to see the beautiful scenery from any angle. While he was a little regretful, Chen Liuhe said: "There is a first time in everything. I think there will be many firsts between us?"

Not knowing what he thought of, Qin Mo Nong's pretty face couldn't help but climb up two tingles of bright red. Every time this guy spoke, he looked meaningful, as if he had some meaning, which made people unable to help but imagine in the wrong place.

"Sister, my words are very pure. Please help your inner world be purer, okay?" Chen Liuhe seemed to be able to understand Qin Mo Nong's inner world, and his face was full of jokes.

Qin Mo Nong spat in a little anger and glared at Chen Liuhe: "Good and smooth-mouthed!"

Chen Liuhe smiled and shrugged, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the chess score on the table. The smile on his face became more interesting, and he glanced at Qin Mo Nong with a sideways: "You are also very interested in Go? Yes, last time you saw Old Man Lin playing chess, but are you sure you can understand "Ran Ke Score" based on your level? I think you should go to "Wu Qingyuan Chess Score Collection" to make more profits?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo Nong was displeased: "Why can't I watch "Ran Ke Pu"? But don't look at people, I have several amateur passages."

Chen Liuhe asked with a smile: "How many paragraphs are there?"

".............................." Qin Mo Nong's tone was obviously a little smaller, and he had no confidence. If he was in front of others, the third Amateur Section would definitely be a master. But in front of Chen Liuhe, a master who could kill Lin Qiuyue so hard that he would lose his armor, the third Amateur Section would really not be on the table.

Chen Liuhe smiled and said to himself: "As one of the five peerless chess scores that have been passed down for thousands of years of Chinese culture, there is no need to say much about its profoundness, but not many can really figure it out. You are not strong but have a low vision, which is a bit suspicious of putting the cart before the horse!"

After being taught by Chen Liuhe, Qin Monong's cheeks were a little hot, and he curled his lips and didn't say anything. Chen Liuhe asked again: "Do you know which of the five peerless chess scores are there?"

Qin Monong blurted out: "The Book of "Ran Ke", "Grass and Trees", "Wen Fu's Note", "Bloody and Tears Note". Qin Monong said: "I not only know, but I also know the allusions of every chess note."

"Don't show off those things that are verbal and rote, you can recite them in front of your buddies many years ago." Chen Liuhe stood up with a smile and sat down on the sofa.

Qin Mo Nong raised his pink fist to Chen Liuhe's back, followed him, brought up a gust of fragrant wind, and sat opposite Chen Liuhe.

The two sat opposite each other, as if they had suddenly lost the topic. Qin Mo Nong, who was a little embarrassed, remembered something, got up, walked back to the desk, took out an ashtray from a drawer, and placed her beautiful eyes in front of Chen Liuhe, without saying a word, her cheeks were slightly red, as if she was a thief, and she did not dare to look at her.

This subtle measure made Chen Liuhe have a playful smile on his face. He said, "This woman comes from heaven, and this love is born out of nothing. How can this blessing be eliminated? Only the sound of riding a horse!"

Hearing this, Qin Mo Nong was anxious and angry, staring at Chen Liuhe with shame: "The dog can't spit out ivory! He doesn't have any breasts and likes to say things in a good manner, but in fact he turns dirty!"

Only the sound of riding a horse? Even if Qin Mo Nong, a person who has not experienced any incidents between men and women, can know the meaning of this sentence, it is too hateful, too shameless, too vulgar!

"Then tell me why your office prepares ashtray? I'm waiting for me to come for too long?" Chen Liuhe asked with a slanderous face.

Qin Mo Nong looked panicked and his eyes were vague, but he was pretending to be calm and said, "Don't get me wrong. This was given to you yesterday. Do you think it was specially prepared for you? Be self-indulgent!"

"Is that so? When did the communications company become so generous? Can you give Hermes limited edition ashtray for phone bills?" Chen Liuhe asked meaningfully.

Qin Mo was even more panicked. He didn't expect that Chen Liuhe, a hateful guy, could be so knowledgeable. She said in anger and embarrassedly: "I'll give it to you. Do you want to care about it? Do you need to use it to do it, don't need to pull it down!"

Her heart was like a little deer. She originally bought this Hermes ashtray and wanted to take it home. She subconsciously thought, what if Chen Liuhe, the smelly smoke gun, would visit one day?

But unexpectedly, before he had time to take it home, Chen Liuhe ran to her office.

Chen Liuhe smiled and stopped talking. Qin Mo Nong was embarrassed and changed the topic very cleverly: "Chen Liuhe, I heard that Zhang Xin was seriously injured and hospitalized. It seemed that one palm was disabled. Did you do it?"

"Why do you think it's me?" Chen Liuhe asked with a smile, holding a cigarette in his mouth. After thinking about it, it still didn't ignite it. Perhaps it was because he didn't want to smoke Qin Mo Nong, or perhaps he was reluctant to defile the brand new and exquisite crystal ashtray in front of him!

"The reason is very simple. The night when Zhang Xin was hospitalized was the night when I was sprinkled with sulfuric acid. After you sent me home, you did not go home, but got into a stranger's car."

Qin Mo Nong said: "If I guess correctly, you have found the real murderer who wants to attack me, and that real murderer is Zhang Xin, you have dealt with him."

"Since everyone knows, why are you asking?" Chen Liuhe smiled: "Actually, I didn't plan to let him continue to live that night, but for some objective reasons, I saved his life!"
Chapter completed!