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Doting Billionaire Chapter 2030

It was hanging in front of the Fengze Hotel, and without the consent of War Hao Yu, she couldn’t make the people at the Fengze Hotel rip the banner down even if she looked for it.

Qiao Han’s face darkened and darkened.

For a morning, War Hao Yu didn’t show up, she thought it would be quiet.

Who knew that he had created an even bigger sensation.

Come on, later on, Jiang Cheng’s headline hot search became her Qiao Han again.

Qiao Han was really unwilling to take up public resources, but there was no way that her and War Hao Yu’s identities were destined to make her the protagonist of the hot searches if there was a bit of wind and grass blowing.

Netizens were following the progress of the two, often asking, “Has Third Young Master War chased Young Master Qiao?”

“If the two are really together, will they break the world’s gaze and have a grand wedding?”

“Both of them are so handsome and rich, it’s too bad, how many women cried down in the toilet.”

Qiao Han headed towards the hotel.

The bodyguard group followed her and also stopped other people from trying to get close to her, as for people taking pictures of her, the bodyguard group couldn’t really stop them.

Qiao Han didn’t care about people taking pictures of her anymore.

After walking a few steps, Qiao Han stopped and spun around.

Walking towards the Fengze Hotel diagonally across the street.

After going there, Qiao Han’s face became even darker.

This was because War Hao Yu had also placed a large sea of flowers right in the middle of the entrance of the Feng Ze Hotel, again with numerous flowers spelling out a sentence.

“Qiao Han, I love you!”

Whether or not this was a genuine statement from War Hao Yu, I don’t know, but anyway, he just had someone help him spell out such a sentence with flowers.

Love, perhaps not yet love, but interest was real.

Interested, not far from love. Interested, not far from love.

The third young master of the war finally jumped into the big pit that his grandmother had dug for him.

Seeing such a large sea of flowers, Qiao Han coldly ordered the bodyguard group, “Smash all these flowers.”

“Qiao Han, don’t smash it.”

War Hao Yu walked out from the hotel.

Dressed in a white suit, he was handsome and extraordinary, just like the Prince Charming who walked out of a fairy tale.

With a low drink from him, the Qiao family bodyguards didn’t move.

The Qiao family bodyguards all knew that their own Mr and Mrs loved the third young master of the War family.

The bodyguards were puzzled, Mr and Mrs should have been angry when Third Young Master Battle openly pursued the Eldest Young Master, but instead of being angry, they were very nice to Third Young Master Battle and didn’t care about Third Young Master Battle’s pestering of their own Eldest Young Master.

Were Mr and Mrs too enlightened and thought that homosexuality was okay, or was it something else?

Not only was the bodyguard group puzzled, but the entire Jiang City was puzzled.

The reaction and attitude of Mr and Mrs Qiao Dong were really puzzling.

“Qiao Han, these flowers were all flown in from Guancheng by me, they are the roses that were painstakingly cultivated by the gardeners of my Avenida Villa, if you smash them, it’s like smashing their heart and soul.”

War Hao Yu walked to Qiao Han’s face in big strides, his black eyes burningly locking onto Qiao Han’s handsome face, and laughed, “Don’t you think that these flowers piled up together, are very beautiful? People who pass by can’t help but take a few photos and send them to their friends.”

“Do you want to take a few photos too? This is a sea of flowers that I have specially launched for you.”

Qiao Han coldly said, “War Hao Yu, can you stop making such a big commotion all the time?”

“I just want to make such a big commotion to let everyone know that I’m sincere to you, I really like you, I really pursue you, no matter if you accept me or not, I won’t give up.”

Qiao Han: “”

God, hurry up and split a loud thunderbolt to split this bast*rd up