"Mengmeng, this idiot and I go wash our faces first, and we'll leave later." Han Zeyu said with a smile, then let go of An Mengmeng and hooked An Shangyu's neck.

An Mengmeng nodded.

"No! He will kill my brother if he goes to the bathroom!" An Shangyu tried hard to pull him away.

"No, it looks like his face is covered with bird droppings. I'll take him to wash it with me, okay?" Han Zeyu smiled even brighter and covered An Shangyu's mouth with one hand.

An Mengmeng nodded again.

An Shangyu said with a dying struggle: "No! Mengmeng, don't believe him!" Although he didn't know what Han Zeyu was going to do to him, it was definitely up to no good!

Han Zeyu blocked his mouth again and said with a smile: "Really, you believe Qingze, right?"

An Mengmeng nodded...

Immediately afterwards, An Shangyu was dragged into the bathroom with Han Zeyu by Han Zeyu.

ten minutes later----

Han Zeyu and An Shangyu came out. An Mengmeng saw her brother coming out intact, and smiled and said, "Can you go get a haircut now?"

Dusk is approaching, a faint red color begins to appear on the horizon, and the sunset is approaching.

An Shangyu didn't have anything wrong at all. It turned out that Han Zeyu let him in just now to have some words with him. Han Zeyu asked him how the money launderers in Hong Kong were doing. The bad old man from the 'World Royal Family' wanted him to go back and report.

Yeah! But without even thinking about it, he would rather let Han Zeyu know than let those guys in the 'World Royal Family' know!

The money launderers in Hong Kong were arrested by their men last night, but because they involve many political issues, they are still under further investigation.

"Well, Mengmeng, let's go get a haircut!" Han Zeyu came to An Mengmeng's side and held An Mengmeng's little hand.

An Shangyu also immediately came forward, took An Mengmeng's other hand, and said, "I am the brother, and the brother must also hold the sister's hand."

"Get out!" Han Zeyu said angrily, and then slapped An Shangyu's hand away.

He can only control it! No matter if he is the eighteenth generation of his ancestors!

"You...! No! I want it too!" An Shangyu held An Mengmeng's hand again.

Now An Mengmeng got angry.

"You two!" An Mengmeng said angrily, and even threw their hands away.

"If you don't want to go, don't go! I hate it! I hate Qingze! I hate my brother! Humph!" An Mengmeng finished speaking angrily, and then walked towards the door.

Han Zeyu glared at An Shangyu and said, "Look, Mengmeng is happy to be angry with you now? Damn Fenchang!"

"Is it my fault? You're such a fool!"

Han Zeyu didn't care about him anymore. He put his arms around An Mengmeng's waist and said softly: "Okay, okay! Qingze is wrong. Only our lovers can hold hands and not let An Shangyu hold hands."

"

When An Mengmeng heard this, her heart softened. Only lovers can hold hands!

She took Qingze's hand and smiled: "Hmm, then Mengmeng can hold Qingze's hand. Then we are lovers~! Is Mengmeng right?"

"Yeah." Han Zeyu smiled, lowered his head and kissed An Mengmeng's diamond-like lips. Mengmeng really understood his heart more and more, she was so good.
Chapter completed!