The Long-awaited Mr Han - Chapter 1225

Chapter 1225: Didn’t You Taste It Just Now?

Ke Kebo said awkwardly, “I’m afraid I don’t.”

Ke Kebo glanced sideways at Han Zhuoli uncomfortably and said, “Director Liang, I already know what you want to talk to me about.”

Liang Chengbing thought there was a glimmer of hope and said, “Then why don’t we…”

“No need, no need.” Ke Kebo smiled and said, “I really cannot make it tonight. Let’s meet again another day. As for your matter, I will remember it. Don’t worry.”

Hearing Ke Kebo’s words made Liang Chengbing feel as though he did not need to worry and could just continue being a judge.

It was as if he had not been affected by Han Zhuoli.

Or did Han Zhuoli come and find him for something completely different?

Liang Chengbing looked at Han Zhuoli and asked, “Young Master Han, does the Han Corporation have a new investment in the film festival?”

Han Zhuoli looked over coldly and said, “It’s still in the preliminary planning phase.”

Liang Chengbing nodded and heaved a sigh of relief. It looked like the matter Han Zhuoli came to look for Ke Kebo for was really not related to him.

That’s good.

“Alright, then, I won’t disturb you anymore.” Liang Chengbing finally relaxed and smiled. “Mr. Ke, when you’re free, I’ll invite you over again for dinner.”

Ke Kebo smiled at him. But when would he have the time?

That was hard to say.

He should just placate Liang Chengbing first and think about it later.

As if afraid that Liang Chengbing would continue to pester him, once he walked out to the entrance of Sheng Yue, Ke Kebo said, “Young Master Han, Director Liang, I will take my leave first.”

“Goodbye, Mr. Ke,” Han Zhuoli said politely.

Liang Chengbing thought of taking the chance to leave together with Ke Kebo.

However, Ke Kebo did not give him the chance. Once the chauffeur drove over, Ke Kebo immediately got inside the car.

After sending Ke Kebo off with his gaze, Han Zhuoli said to Liang Chengbing, “Goodbye, Director Liang.”

Liang Chengbing gaped. In the end, he could only force out a reply and say, “Young Master Han, goodbye.”

Seeing Han Zhuoli enter his car, Liang Chengbing had a nagging feeling that something was off, but he could not put his finger on it.

***

Han Zhuoli walked to the villa. The moment he entered the villa, he saw that Lu Man was already waiting at the front door.

“You’re back? Did you drink?” Lu Man had already placed the slippers out for Han Zhuoli and leaned over to take a sniff.

There was a light scent of red wine on him, which was not a bad smell.

Han Zhuoli chuckled. “I just had a bit of red wine.”

Before Han Zhuoli changed his shoes, he pulled Lu Man into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her on the lips.

The scent of red wine on the tip of his tongue mingled with her breath.

He lowered his head with his lips still on hers as he asked softly, “Didn’t I?”

Lu Man sucked on her lips and tasted the scent of red wine in her breath.

Whether it was because he kissed her or because of the taste of the red wine, her face started to redden.

“Quick, change out of your shoes and clothes. I’ll make some honey water for you,” Lu Man said.

Han Zhuoli obediently let go of Lu Man and changed out of his shoes. He then went upstairs to the bedroom to change into comfortable clothes.

Lu Man took the cup of honey water upstairs for him and asked, “How was dinner? Did you just drink and not eat?”

“I ate a bit and did not drink much.” Han Zhuoli drank some of the honey water before pulling Lu Man into his arms. “Didn’t you taste it just now?”

Lu Man was really afraid that she would spill the cup’s contents with her hands on the cup and Han Zhuoli hugging her like this.

Thinking of the taste in her mouth just then, Lu Man’s body heated up. He didn’t drink a lot, yet it seemed like she was the one who drank a lot instead.

“I think you didn’t drink a lot either,” Lu Man said weakly.

Han Zhuoli chuckled softly, his laughter exceptionally melodious.

Lu Man subconsciously glanced up and saw the nice curve on the corners of his lips. His smile was hard for anyone to handle. Coupled with that melodious laughter of his, it made Lu Man become even more soft.