"Yan always has to pay for my room?" the man joked.
"almost."
The man lowered his head and thought for a moment, squinting his eyes and looking at Yan Han.
"Little things."
He knocked on the chair and said, "But Mr. Yan, you won't cause any trouble for me, right?"
"Not that much."
"Well, if a small place can be admired by Mr. Yan, it will be considered a great success."
The man stood up and called someone in, "Clean up the two rooms and call the lady over."
As he spoke, he turned to Yan Han and said, "Ning Ning is studying medicine. Do you want her to show Mr. Yan her arm?"
"Thank you."
Song Xiang focused on capturing "Ning Ning" and was a little curious.
Yan Han helped her stand up and led her out. Passing by "Mr. Yang", the other party clicked his tongue in a complicated tone.
After walking out of the small courtyard, the third brother was still waiting outside. As soon as he heard the boss's instructions, his face turned strange.
"Damn it." He reluctantly led Song Xiang and Yan Han to the room, looking at them all the way.
When he arrived at the door of the room, Song Xiang said, "Please take care of our two friends."
"Do you even need to say that?" The third brother didn't give a good face and said: "That man's face is stronger than the roots of a tree. Before you guys came out, he was so numb that he was asking people for cigarettes at the window."
Song Xiang: "..."
Well, she was worrying too much.
The door to the room opened and she followed Yan Han in. The door was kicked shut from the outside.
"Come, sit down."
Yan Han immediately pulled out a chair for Song Xiang, wanting to see her feet again.
Song Xiang stopped him, "No, it just hurts a little."
Yan Han frowned, "That time before, you injured your foot. The doctor said that it will cause habitual dislocation in the future."
Song Xiang was dumbfounded, she didn't expect him to still remember.
"No, it's usually fine. Even on rainy days, it's fine. I accidentally got injured when I jumped from a tree."
She took Yanhan's hand and saw the simple fixation device on his arm, and the tip of her nose couldn't help but feel sore.
When had he ever been so embarrassed...
If tears are about to fall, speak quickly to distract yourself from your emotions.
"By the way, who was that person just now?"
"Yang Zhen."
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, recalling in his mind.
"The son of Yang Lianyun in Dianzhou?"
About two years ago, Yan Han went to Dianzhou and encountered trouble, and he seemed to be looking for help.
Yan Han nodded.
Song Xiang glanced towards the door and lowered her voice, "Then what..."
"The Yang family is not clean inside. More than a year ago, the top management of Dianzhou changed, the Yang family was found, and Yang Lianyun was imprisoned."
Song Xiang understood that when something happened to the Yang family, Yang Zhen probably escaped early, and then just started doing shady business.
Just as I was thinking about it, there was movement outside.
"What do the boss ask you to do, are they worthy of it?"
"Third brother, please step aside, he is an old friend of mine."
A cold female voice, with no emotion.
Song Xiang raised her eyebrows and said softly: "That third lady?"
Yan Han heard the "strange smell" in her tone and deliberately pretended not to know, "It sounds a bit similar."
Song Xiang bit her lip, "Do you still remember her voice?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door.
"Brother Li Han."
Song Xiang yelled.
The friendship is not shallow.
She smiled slightly and raised the corners of her mouth towards Yan Han.
Yan Han coughed twice, his brows formed a hill, his back to the door, "Come in."
The door lock turned and someone from outside pushed the door in.
Song Xiang was blocked by the severe cold and could not see the person, but heard his voice first.