"Mr. Yan, you promised me that you would not act rashly." Xiao Sheng was helpless.
Yan Han ignored him and just took off his coat and wrapped Song Xiang tightly.
"I'm not cold, I'm hot."
"There are bugs."
"oh……"
Xiao Sheng said nothing but rolled his eyes.
Yan Song saw this and said: "Captain Xiao, the young master saw you getting closer and closer in the positioning. He expected that Miss Rong was coming. He wanted to come anyway and cause you trouble."
Xiao Sheng shrugged.
Song Xiang raised his head and said coolly: "I don't know who is causing trouble to whom."
If it weren't for Xiao Sheng, she didn't think Yan Han would be involved in this matter.
Everyone: "..."
Xiao Sheng clicked his tongue and was too lazy to say anything.
"It's getting late, young master, we have to go back as soon as possible." Yan Song reminded.
Song Xiang didn't understand, "Return to where?"
"I'll tell you when I get there."
Yan Yanhan smoothed her hair, then turned around and leaned over, taking her hand and carrying her back.
"Come up."
Song Xiang was stunned, "I can leave."
"My legs are numb. Why don't you walk? Hurry up and be obedient."
"oh……"
Song Xiang pursed his lips, as if a bullied child had finally found his parent and obediently lay on his back.
Yan Han straightened up and told Yan Song, "Lead the way."
"yes."
The group of people continued walking.
Song Xiang lay on Yan Han's back, his head buzzing, and he kept asking: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired."
The exact same question and answer has been asked a dozen times, making everyone in front and behind them roll their eyes.
Song Xiang didn't care and kept talking in a low voice.
"If you weren't here, the whole world would bully me, and damn Xiao Sheng wouldn't tell me the truth."
"Well, she deserves to die."
"Also, Lan Jingyu's rotten grandpa took two billion from me and did nothing."
"I'll get it back for you when I get out."
"And that Barcelona..."
Song Xiang kept filing the complaint, regardless of whether the person involved was present or not.
After saying that, he went to pull Yan Han's ears again.
"And you! You can't tell me anything! You have to lie to me!"
"I'm not lying to you, I'm also a victim. It's all because of problems with Xiao Sheng's deployment." Yan Han replied.
Song Xiang wiped her tears and hugged his neck, "Then you are not wrong, right?"
Everyone pricked up their ears.
Yan Han paused, hearing the danger in these words.
"It's wrong, how can it be right?"
Song Xiang: "Where did you go wrong?"
Yan Han stopped at his feet and carried her up a little.
"I made so many mistakes that I can't even count them at the moment. I'll tell you on my knees later, okay?"
Everyone: "...!"
Song Xiang nodded, "Okay, I just saw a plant that looks like a thorn."
"I'll chop it down myself later," Yan Han answered.
Song Xiang: "Remember, there are many faults."
"Don't worry."
Everyone: "..."
About an hour later, the team stopped. Song Xiang knew that they had arrived at the so-called destination. He looked up and saw a small balustrade building not far away. It looked dilapidated.
She was surprised. Before she could speak, the person in front of her was already walking in.
Yan Han carried her in, and it turned out that there was a basement inside.
When we arrived underground, it was just a simple tunnel with a lot of compressed grain piled inside.
Yan Han carried Song Xiang to the corner, and the others began to relax. Rong Qi was busy treating the injured, and everyone deliberately stayed away from them. It was not clear whether it was out of disgust or to give them space to talk.
No matter how angry Song Xiang felt, he raised his hand and touched the ashes on the wall. Thinking about Yan Han's usual fastidiousness, his voice got stuck in his throat.