After leaving the house, Song Xiang drove to Yue Ji, explained several important matters clearly, and also talked to Su Man.
She hoped that Suman would go with her and at least have someone she could trust.
Suman is a free and easy girl. She just thought she was going to travel and study. She didn't even ask about salary and remuneration. She ordered two sets of autumn and winter suits on the spot and asked Song Xiang to reimburse her.
Song Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He promoted two more vice presidents that he had been optimistic about before. He brought Yangliu up by the way and Ding Fan was watching, so it was estimated that there would be no big problem.
After the matter was resolved, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when she went downstairs.
As soon as I arrived at the parking lot, I saw the familiar black Bentley parked behind the pillar.
He walked closer, leaned over and knocked on the car window.
The car window rolled down, revealing a stern and cold profile.
"Get in the car."
Song Xiang responded, opened the door and got in the car.
The car door was closed, the back seat was quiet, and neither of them spoke.
When the driver started driving, Song Xiang leaned against Yan Han and hugged him from the side with both hands.
"Where to go?"
"Where do you want to go?"
"casual."
With you here, I can wander around on the street.
Yan Han took out his hand and hugged her into his arms, "Don't go anywhere, follow me back to my place."
Song Xiang agreed and leaned in his arms without moving.
The car drove at a steady speed, and when we arrived at the villa, the old housekeeper didn't know anything. He just divided Song Xiang into mistresses, one for each young lady, and all the servants in the house also changed their names.
Song Xiang had been feeling depressed since the night before yesterday, but she felt much more relaxed when she returned to the place where she and Yan Han had lived.
I had dinner downstairs and chatted with the old housekeeper before going upstairs.
Opening the door, Yan Han had just taken a shower and was standing at the head of the bed blowing his hair.
Song Xiang walked over, took off her shoes and jumped on the bed, "I'll blow it for you."
Yan Han did not refuse and handed the hair dryer to her.
Song Xiang stood on the bed, the height was just right for the operation, and he quickly blew his hair half dry.
Yan Han raised his hand, moved his fingers twice in the hair, and loosened the drooping hair a little.
Turning around, he took Song Xiang down and placed him beside the bed.
Song Xiang raised her hand to hold his face and saw the wet hair hanging from his forehead, which showed that he was not aggressive at all.
Yan Han came closer and kissed her gently on the tip of her nose.
Song Xiang dodged, "I didn't take a shower."
"I don't dislike you."
Song Xiang smiled and pinched his ears, "Wait for me. I'll be back soon."
Yan Han nodded and let go of her.
Song Xiang got up, went to get her clothes, and quickly went to the bathroom.
She worked very quickly and finished washing in twenty minutes.
It took Yan Han a long time to dry her hair, but it took longer than taking a bath.
After he finished blowing, he hugged her and lay on the bed, but he just held her briefly.
Song Xiang was surprised, she thought he wanted to...
"What time will you leave tomorrow?" Yan Han suddenly asked.
Song Xiang: "The flight is at 11am."
"So early?" Yan Han raised his hand and took the small clock on the bedside, "There are still fourteen hours."
Excluding the rest time, this is just the time to talk.
He breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a strand of Song Xiang's hair, and twisted it around and around.
Song Xiang felt his emotions, raised his head and asked, "Are you unhappy?"
How could I be happy? My mood simply fell from heaven to hell.
Yan Han: "It's very dangerous for a handsome dog like you to go out alone."
Song Xiang heard his joke, but didn't want the atmosphere to be too heavy, so she stood up and said, "Then... bite me."