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Chapter 862: A Time Bomb

Han Ci covered her head in pain, and then looked at Mo Xiuhan dissatisfied: "Second Master Mo, I rely on my face to make a living. If you disfigure me, will you support me?"

Mo Xiuhan did not respond to him, but reached out and took another magazine, flipping through it as if nothing had happened.

It's as if he didn't throw the magazine just now.

Su Qi looked at the magazine that fell next to Han Ci, feeling even more embarrassed.

They came to Han Ci for help, but Xiu Han's attitude... didn't look like he was looking for help. Instead, he looked like he was here to be a boss.

"Xiao Qiqi, why do you need to sign? Do you want to sell my signature for money?"

Han Ci changed her words and after speaking, she subconsciously glanced at Mo Xiuhan again, as if she was afraid that he would throw another magazine at her.

Fortunately, this rhetoric did not offend the man.

Han Ci's hanging heart relaxed slightly.

Someone is a ticking time bomb.

It exploded if you weren't careful.

He had to be more relaxed when talking to this little Qiqi.

"No, your signature is so precious, how could I sell it for money? That's a kind of blasphemy." Su Qi flattered her and immediately said truthfully: "I have a very good friend who is yours.

Fan, she is particularly obsessed with your recent TV series or movies, so I want to get her autograph."

"It took me a long time to do it, but you didn't want it..." Han Ci said in a disappointed tone: "Xiao Qiqi, aren't you a fan of mine?"

"No, I am a fan of Xiu Han alone."

Before Mo Xiuhan threw the magazine over, Su Qi hurriedly explained.

Sure enough, the man over there who had been reading a magazine had his breath turn cold and immediately became gentle again.

He even exchanged his crossed legs comfortably and turned a page of the magazine.

Han Ci:???

Did these two people come here to feed him dog food on purpose?

"Just a signature?"

Han Ci didn't want to continue eating the two's dog food, so she got up and looked for paper and pen in her office.

"Yes, of course, if there is something better to give to the fans, that's fine." Su Qi stood up with Han Ci and followed behind him.

"Xiao Qiqi, I can't tell you are quite thick-skinned."

As Han Ci said this, she also found something in her office. She packed up many of her belongings and stuffed them all at Su Qi: "Tell your friend, these are things that Han Ci has used. She can hold them in her arms."

Go to sleep, but you can’t put it up for auction.”

"OK!"

Su Qi held a bunch of things in her arms, but she didn't expect Han Ci to be so generous.

Han Ci then found a handsome photo from her drawer, signed her name directly on the back of the photo, and then patted it in Su Qi's hand: "Okay. Remember to ask your boss Mo to remit money to my account.

one million."

"Wha...what?" Su Qi thought she heard wrongly.

These personal belongings are more than a few thousand dollars to buy outside. One million, isn't he too dark?

"Otherwise, can I give you these things for free? And here..." Han Ci pointed to his red head: "Medical expenses and mental damage expenses."

Su Qi:......

She took back what she just said about Han Ci's generosity. He was just an old fox.

"What? Xiao Qiqi, do you feel that you are at a loss?" Han Ci looked at Su Qi who obviously felt that she was at a loss, raised her lips and smiled mischievously, and suddenly unbuttoned her shirt one by one in front of Su Qi, and directly
Chapter completed!
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