Chapter 1202 Mr. Yan's family education is very strict
"Miss Yang is here too?" Song Xiang discovered Yang Ningning's movements in time.
Yang Ningning opened her mouth, "I..."
"Ning Ning is here to help. Mr. Li's wife just had an asthma attack. Fortunately, Ning Ning is there." A woman said.
Song Xiang nodded, "That's all thanks to Miss Yang."
As she spoke, she brought another glass of wine.
"I'd like to propose a toast to Miss Yang."
Yang Ningning quickly brought the wine and said, "Please."
The two clinked their glasses and drank at the same time.
Song Xiang didn't mean to offend, but she just walked closer and clearly felt that the people around her intended to send Yang Ningning to Yan Han. She just wanted to warn these people around her.
Stop pushing a woman in front of her fiancé!
"Miss Rong has a good drinker." The woman standing next to Yang Ningning said, smiling appropriately but with a joking look in her eyes.
Song Xiang stared at the other party, "Mr. Wang, right?"
The other person smiled and raised his chin.
With a smile on her face, Song Xiang took another glass of champagne, "This is the first time we've met, would you like to have a drink?"
Mr. Wang was stunned, thinking of Song Xiang's drinking posture just now, and felt a little frightened.
Just as she was about to refuse, Song Xiang had already handed the champagne to her. She had no choice but to take it.
"please."
Song Xiang was so imposing that Mr. Wang could not refuse, so he reluctantly nodded.
The two parties clinked glasses, and Mr. Wang drank first.
Song Xiang was about to drink, but one hand cut off her wine midway.
Yan Han walked around her with one hand, hugged her, and grabbed the wine glass.
Before Song Xiang could react, he had already drank the wine.
Song Xiang clicked her tongue, looked at Mr. Wang a little embarrassed, and stretched out her hand to pull Yan Han away.
"What are you doing?"
Yan Han placed the empty cup on the waiter's tray, hugged her with one arm, and faced everyone.
"Sorry everyone, the time is up, Yan will excuse me."
Everyone was surprised.
Yang Ningning couldn't help but open her mouth: "It's only half past eight."
Yan Han lowered his head and helped Song Xiang fix her hair, "Well, my door is closed at half past eight."
"Mr. Yan still has access control?" Director Qian thought it was a joke.
Yan Han took the coat brought by the waiter, put it on Song Xiang with one hand, and sighed: "After passing the gate, Miss Rong didn't even let me in. I dare not disobey."
Song Xiang:???
When did she stop letting him in?
Everyone laughed, some gossiping, some not believing, some jealous and embarrassed.
Song Xiang caught a glimpse of the strange expressions of those around Yang Ningning and felt quite refreshed, so she stopped defending herself.
Yan Han helped her tidy up her clothes, ignoring the many glances around her, and led her through the venue. Behind her was a fragrant and fragrant figure, but not even the hem of his clothes touched him.
Song Xiang followed him and trotted to keep up. When the golden door closed, there were only bodyguards around.
She raised her hand and pinched his waist.
Yan Han hissed, quickly dodged, grabbed her rebellious hand, and begged for mercy knowingly: "I'm not satisfied with my performance just now?"
Song Xiang snorted, and while pushing him forward, he whispered: "First pay me 600,000!"
She was a thief who didn't know her manners. She was photographed and asked to pay for it.
As Yan Han moved around, he could hold down one of her hands with one hand, but could not hold down both of hers. He endured it all the way, and when he got to the car, he immediately broke away.
Song Xiang exclaimed, but before he could react, he suppressed him with one hand.
"I should have the right to appeal, right?" he asked with a smile.
Song Xiang clasped his hands behind his back, raised his head and hummed softly, "Say it, it's wonderful, I'll spare your life."