Song Yan felt it was inappropriate: "Why did you pay for buying a house for Song Cheng?"

“I have money.”

Li Beiting still raised his head and didn't look at Song Yan.

Song Yan was speechless for a moment. He was indeed rich, but what did this have to do with buying a house?

She thought about it, turned on her phone and prepared to transfer the money back.

"Just treat it as a betrothal gift."

Li Beiting glanced at her sideways and blurted out.

Song Yan's fingers froze on the phone screen and did not press them down.

Birth gift.

Ten million.

Is it popular to give such expensive betrothal gifts nowadays?

She tilted her head and thought about it. If it was a betrothal gift, it would be difficult to return it. Although this man was a little awkward, she still liked it very much.

Thinking about it.

Song Yan took off a jade pendant that had been hanging around his neck all year round and stuffed it into Li Beiting's palm.

"Give it, dowry."

This piece of jade should be her best net worth.

It was left by her biological father for her, and she never wanted to take it down with her.

The white red rope wrapped around Li Beiting's fingertips. He subconsciously rubbed it. Song Yan's body temperature remained on the jade, delicate, warm and soft, just like her skin.

It makes people unable to stop.

He narrowed his eyes and nodded with satisfaction. The fairy finally had an IQ online and knew how to enclose the territory.

He hung the jade pendant around his neck and put it in his clothes.

"Yeah, I got it."

The two sat on the top of the mountain for more than two hours and blew the wind. No one said anything more. They were lucky enough to watch a meteor shower. Song Yan also made a wish, hoping that Song Cheng would recover his memory next year.

On the way back, Li Beiting was driving, and Song Yan fell asleep against the window.

, I didn't know how I finally got back to bed. It was the next morning when I woke up. She was wearing pajamas and had several strawberries on her neck.

And the bed under her is Li Beiting's.

Others should have gone to the company, and the bed next to them has long lost its temperature.

Song Yan rubbed his eyes, then he came back to his senses, quickly got up and put on his clothes, and drove to the company in a hurry.

How did they come back yesterday? She remembered that she got into the car and fell asleep, but she had no impression of it at all.

If she changed someone, she wouldn't know if she sold her.

Song Yan gritted his teeth and rushed towards the company.

Li Beiting told her so many secrets yesterday that she actually fell asleep in the car?

I'm too heartless.

Song Yan parked the car and went into the elevator to go straight to the top floor.

The elevator opened on the 35th floor, and two people walked into the outside. It turned out to be Gu Yan and his assistant.

Song Yan's eyes flashed.

Li Beiting's words suddenly came to his mind yesterday.

When Gu Yan went in, he saw Song Yan dodging, stood two steps toward the side, deliberately setting a distance between the two. He paused and laughed: "Song Yan, you are late."

"You are not a human resource, so you still care about this kind of thing?"

Song Yan said angrily.

Gu Yan stood behind Song Yan, looked at Song Yan's thin body and frowned.

She doesn't gain weight, she looks like a child who is abused and has no food or nutrition. Although she should have something, she still looks a little thinner.

Gu Yan suddenly thought, if he had been better with Song Yan earlier, would Song Yan not be so careful about him?

The dark eyes went down her straight back and looked at her hand. Her hands were hanging beside her, but her slender and white fingers were unconsciously clenched into fists.

She was nervous.

Gu Yan sighed.

"You are not a human resource, so you still care about this kind of thing?"

"Did you go to Central Park with Li Beiting yesterday?"

Gu Yan asked again.

Song Yan suddenly looked up. Gu Yan knew what happened last night now?!

How many people did Gu Yan send to monitor Li Beiting? Why can't this man be openly confronting Li Beiting and do all the things that are so shameful about such progress?

Gu Yan knew what she was thinking when he saw her.

My heart was stuttering, and then I shook my head indifferently: "Do you think I'm sending someone to follow you?"

He thought, but the other bodyguards around Li Beiting were not vegetarians, and even if they followed, they would not be so close. Otherwise, the struggle between him and Li Beiting would not have continued to this day and would have ended long ago.

But he didn't seem to want to tell Song Yan about these things.

"No? Then how do you know we went to Central Park?"

Gu Yan looked away: "Do you think he spent so much money and there would be no news of the wind?"

"What does that have to do with us?"

Song Yan was puzzled.

Gu Yan paused.

It didn't matter, he didn't know it, so he couldn't help but tentatively. Unexpectedly, Li Beiting really took her there.

It seems that he guessed right. Li Beiting bought the park for Song Yan.

It was just because he took Song Yan to climb the mountain once, so he bought it.

This behavior is childish and irritable, but damn effective.

If he was a woman, he would probably be moved to death.

Gu Yan didn't look at Song Yan's eyes, and didn't want to see what she didn't want to see on her face.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, Song Yan didn't go out, and Gu Yan didn't move.

The assistant, who was uneasy, walked out quickly and stood in the corridor from a distance, standing with them on their backs.

"You should be careful with Qin Feifei."

After a while of silence, Gu Yan put his hands in his pockets and left the elevator first. The two went to the conference room, while Song Yan went directly to the president's office. Li Beiting seemed to have gone to a meeting.

She was holding an iPad and watching the news on the sofa, and the people on the headlines were actually known to her.

Wei Ranran.

Wei Ranran got close to a big star, was taken photos, and then there was a scandal, and there were speculations everywhere whether they were in a relationship.

Song Yan opened his phone and sent a WeChat message to Wei Ranran. There was no reply there, and Song Yan was not anxious, but continued to look around.

When Qiao Muchen came, she leaned against the sofa, and there was hot tea on the coffee table, so she almost put a few snacks on it.

"You are very chic."

Qiao Muchen has been busy recently and has to be busy preparing for the company's annual meeting at the end of the year and various activities. He also has to keep an eye on the police station.

Song Yan put down his iPad and nodded: "It's okay."

She is a bodyguard, and she is fine if her master is fine. Li Beiting holds meetings every day, so she just needs to stay in the company. It is reasonable to say that she is free and easy.

She looked at Qiao Muchen with pity: "If you don't want to be a good young master, you have to do something for the Li family group. Who should I blame?"

Qiao Muchen's face darkened: "Are you infected by Li Beiting? Why are you talking more and more poisonous?"

Li Beiting is enough to attract people. Now Song Yan has learned to be angry when he opens his mouth. Isn’t it impossible to learn this life?

Song Yan raised his eyebrows: "How is the matter going on in the police station?"

Li Beiting told her that this matter would be settled privately, but Song Yan felt that this was not like Li Beiting's style. He held a grudge and would never let the person who provoked him so easily.

This time, something abnormal.

Qiao Muchen shook his head: "I don't know what's wrong with that crazy man. He insisted on getting back with Qin Feifei. He also said that unless Qin Feifei kills him, he will still stare at Qin Feifei when he goes out."
Chapter completed!