1862: C1862 I Don't Have Any Plans to Get Married yet

C1862 I Don't Have Any Plans to Get Married yet

Time: 5: 10 p.m.

Location: Viennaean Music Hotel.

An hour ago, Deschamps flew straight from Mi Nation to Vientaine. After that, he rushed straight to the hotel and waited there.

The reason was very simple.

Because he wanted to wait for someone - Qin Luo!

"Ring ring ring..."

Just as the hour needle reached 5 o'clock, the wind chimes hanging at the entrance of the restaurant rang.

Turning his head, he saw Qin Luo's figure appear at the entrance of the hotel.

Qin Luo had arrived!

Behind Qin Luo was the chairman of Nobel Foundation, Dylan!

Without any hesitation, Deschamps quickly stood up to welcome him.

"Professor Qin, Chairman Bob, long time no see." Before Qin Luo could say anything, Deschamps had already walked up to him.

As he walked, he reached out his right hand to Qin Luo with a smile on his face.

It was not hard to understand Qin Luo's hospitality.

But this Schaefer, Deschamps, was a little too enthusiastic.

There was a saying that went, If you don't have anything to do, you are either a traitor or a thief.

Qin Luo felt that this person in front of him definitely had some ulterior motive.

Perhaps he wanted him to be his son-in-law.

When he thought of this, Qin Luo looked at Deschamps with a serious expression, and a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

Although Qin Luo had never seen Deschamps's daughter, he still believed in the theory of appearance.

With Deschamps's appearance, Qin Luo felt that his daughter wouldn't look any better.

"I have no plans to get married for the time being!" Without waiting for Deschamps to speak, Qin Luo spoke first.

Deschamps was confused.

Dylan:!!!

Qin Luo's words caused the two world's top bulls to be dumbfounded.

Not planning to get married? What the hell was going on!

After hesitating for a while, Deschamps carefully probed, "Professor, what do you mean by this?"

Qin Luo rolled his eyes at Deschamps. "What do I mean? Don't you understand?"

Understand? Understand what?

Understand a hammer.

He really did not understand what Qin Luo meant!0

"Professor Qin, I really don't understand!" Deschamps said with a bitter smile.

If he understood a little bit, he would not feel so uncomfortable.

He really didn't understand?

When he heard Deschamps's words, Qin Luo was stunned.

Could it be that Deschamps really did not know anything? Could it be that he had misunderstood everything?

Uh... It can't be...

After pondering for a while, Qin Luo slowly opened his mouth and said, "You really didn't plan to introduce your daughter to me?"

Introducing... daughter... Introduce to Qin Luo?

WTF?

Deschamps's heart pounded.

To be honest, he really did not expect this! No, no, no, to be more precise. He probably didn't think of this at all!

But he didn't have it in the past, but now he did!

Thinking about it, if he had a son-in-law like Qin Luo, in the academic world, who would dare to challenge him?

Who would dare to challenge him! He immediately closed the door and let Qin Luo go!

In an instant, the wind and clouds surged. Qin Luo cut his opponent off from his horse like a bolt of lightning.

Thinking about that scene, the corner of Deschamps's mouth involuntarily curled up into a faint smile.

It felt a little good!

"Ahem." Deschamps coughed awkwardly and said with a bright smile, "If Professor Qin likes my daughter, I have no objections."

Qin Luo: "@ # $%..."

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I'm used to hammers!

From beginning to end, Qin Luo did not show any signs of liking it!

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