Song Xiang carefully opened the door and poked her head in, "Auntie?"
As soon as An Xuyue saw her coming back, she said into the phone, "I won't reply!"
Then he hung up the phone.
Song Xiang blinked, "Is it Mr. Yan?"
An Xuyue stretched out and lay down as usual, "He is so annoying. He is more clingy than the cats I raise. I finally got out so I didn't go back."
Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She glanced at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost two o'clock. If Yan Zhicheng had planned to come to see her, he would have come a long time ago. He insists on calling her because most likely he just wants to hear what she has to say.
"Daughter-in-law, let's sleep together here."
An Xuyue was full of sleep, her eyes were shining, and she patted the place beside her body to greet Song Xiang.
Song Xiang nodded, but did not walk over. He picked up his clothes first and planned to take a quick shower.
She was worried that An Xuyue would be bored, so she even asked someone to bring some food to her.
When she came out from the shower, An Xuyue was sitting on the carpet, surrounded by a circle of food.
Song Xiang leaned over and was stuffed with a mouthful of preserved fruit by An Xuyue. She turned around and saw a photo of An Xuyue and Yan Zhicheng on the screen of An Xuyue's phone.
This couple has a really strange relationship.
Sometimes she felt that An Xuyue was actually happy to be controlled, or to put it another way, An Xuyue was quite used to Yan Zhicheng.
"Auntie, you are... very good to Mr. Yan." Song Xiang used a euphemistic way of saying it.
An Xuyue bit her meat, glanced at her, and hummed: "I can't help it. Who told me to bully him before?"
Song Xiang laughed out loud, "Is there still such a thing?"
She thought An Xuyue was joking, but to her surprise, An Xuyue nodded with a serious expression, "I lied to him, but he was so stupid that he believed it."
Song Xiang asked casually: "What did you lie to him about?"
"I lied to him..." An Xuyue said mid-sentence when she suddenly turned to look at Song Xiang. After thinking for a moment, her eyes were a little evasive, and she took another big bite of the meat.
Song Xiang was curious, "Can't you tell me?"
An Xuyue chewed quickly, "It's a secret."
Song Xiang smiled and felt that it was extremely happy for a woman to be as cute as a child at this age.
She patted her mouth and said, "I'm so sleepy, I need to go to sleep first."
"You go to sleep, I want to do some exercise."
Song Xiang nodded, told him not to run around, and climbed into bed by himself, while An Xuyue left the room alone to eat.
She drifted off to sleep and had a bunch of messy dreams.
One moment I dreamed that Gu Lian was strangled to death by Lu Zechen, another moment I dreamed that she was not actually Rong Boye's daughter, and then I dreamed that Yan Han was taken away by his father and they were not allowed to fall in love.
I woke up suddenly and was soaked all over, but it wasn't cold sweat, it was hot.
When I looked up, I saw that the air conditioner had been turned off.
She lifted the quilt and got out of bed and washed herself a little.
Wang Fuxue and the others had just left and sent her a message. She replied to the message while going downstairs.
Before I even got downstairs, I heard some movement.
"If you want to go back and make a noise, this is the Rong family." Rong Boye's cool voice came over.
Song Xiang held onto the stairs, walked down gently, and quietly took a look outside.
It was Yan Zhicheng who came, probably to pick up An Xuyue.
The two of them were still choking each other just now. When Rong Boye said something, Yan Zhicheng dragged An Xuyue out.
"What are you doing? I haven't said goodbye to my daughter-in-law yet."
Song Xiang hurriedly walked down, first greeted Rong Boye who was at the dining table, and then walked out to make an appointment with An Xuyue next time.
An Xuyue said a few words to her, Yan Zhicheng kept a straight face the whole time, and soon dragged her to continue walking.