A man dressed in black knelt on one knee not far from her, lowered his head and said sorry.
Song Xiang felt something was wrong and wanted to go up and ask him to stop playing, but was worried that he had ulterior motives.
Rong Qi was still standing by the side, waiting for her order.
Song Xiang glanced at the man and walked back on her snow boots, "I won't study today."
"yes."
Rong Qi followed behind him. Song Xiang turned his face slightly, and through the large crowd, he could still see the people in the same place.
He stood up, seemed to have brushed the snow off his body, and then suddenly looked in her direction.
Song Xiang's heart skipped a beat and she wished she could delete all the people around her with one click. She quickly ran back and asked Yan Han what he was playing at.
Walking back absentmindedly, Robert's secretary came over again and said that Robert was not feeling well and might not be able to talk today.
Song Xiang himself was not in the mood, so he said a few words and took the people back to the hotel.
When she arrived at the hotel, she immediately called Yan Han.
No one answered.
My heart skipped a beat, and I became increasingly uneasy.
The sky became overcast, making the room feel eerie.
Feeling irritated, I suddenly sat up and suddenly remembered the phone call I had made in the morning.
Victoria Hotel,2203.
Song Xiang grabbed a handful of hair, stood up and rang the bell, calling Rong Qi in.
"Miss, what's wrong with you?"
Song Xiang walked over and made sure the room door was locked.
"Qiqi, can you help me?"
Rongqi: "..."
"If you want to sneak out alone with Miss Su again, it's best not to think about it."
That was more than a month ago. The two of them couldn't bear the daily prison-like life and tried to get away from others and go out alone. As a result, they were robbed on the street.
Song Xiang touched his nose and stood next to Rong Qi, "This time it's business."
"You said."
"I want to go somewhere, but I have to go quietly without being detected at all. Can you do it?"
Rong Qi frowned and glanced at her sideways.
"Only you and I know?"
Song Xiang snapped his fingers and said, "That's what it means."
Rongqi hesitated.
Song Xiang clicked his tongue and changed his tone, "Don't forget what Uncle Zhe said. You are mine and you must listen to me."
Rong Qi had no expression on his face and looked at her intently.
Song Xiang: "Is that okay? Give me an accurate answer!"
Rongqi: "...Okay."
Song Xiang was overjoyed and paced in place, "When?"
"address."
"Yes, yes." Song Xiang came closer and spoke in a low voice.
Rong Zhe nodded and glanced at the time, "Six o'clock in the evening."
"good!"
Watching Rong Zhe go out, Song Xiang walked back and forth in the room, extremely nervous.
It happened to be still early, so Tan Shu came in again and told her about the itinerary for the next few days.
Song Xiang was absent-minded throughout the whole process, only giving occasional responses.
"According to the current process, you'd better have four months before you can return to China." Tan Shu saw that something was wrong with her and put down the documents in her hand.
Song Xiang glanced at her and sighed.
She didn't dare to think about time at all. Every time she lay down, she felt like there was no hope for the day.
She had been receiving phone calls from Yan Han before, but there had been no calls in the past two days, and she felt like she was almost wilting.
Tan Shu was speechless and didn't want to do useless work, so he said he would give her half a day off and hope she could have a good rest.
After Song Xiang waited for her to leave, he returned to his restless state, clasping his fingers and waiting for darkness.
As soon as six o'clock arrived, she immediately rang the bell frantically to find Rong Qi.
There was a knock on the door, the door was opened, and Rong Qi walked in.
"You have ten minutes to change clothes. Try to choose dark clothes. I will wait for you outside."