"Yang Ningning was invited by Director Qian, and she happened to meet me in the corridor."
"That's it?" Song Xiang was disgusted, took out a hand, and pointed the photo on the phone at Yan Han's face, "See for yourself!"
Yan Han hugged her into his arms without even looking, "I don't even remember what she was wearing today."
Song Xiang snorted, "I remember, the white dress suits you very well."
He gave her a stern look, leaned in and kissed her, "The more you talk, the more excited you are, right?"
Song Xiang avoided his kiss and said, "Don't think I don't understand, I understand everything."
Yan Han smiled and stopped, "Tell me, what do you know?"
Song Xiang broke away and sat up straight, "The Yang family father and son can't get out. Those people just now were involved with the Yang family before. They probably got the news that you wanted to 'take care' of Yang Ningning, so they came out in advance to be the 'orphan girl' of Yang Ningning."
'My mother's family', when one day Miss Yang becomes the real 'Mrs. Yan', they will be able to hook up with you through Yang Ningning."
An old trick in the wealthy industry is to pimp out bosses who already have families, thereby indirectly controlling the direction of the pillow trend.
Yan Han: "It's so awesome, I know a lot."
Song Xiang: "...Get out of here."
She turned away and looked out the window.
Yan Han came closer and stared at her profile, "Are you really angry?"
"Leave me alone."
Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue twice, "It's so cruel."
Song Xiang turned around and squeezed his waist hard.
Yan Han couldn't bear to hide, his expression was twisted, "What a trick!"
Song Xiang: "..."
She didn't hold back and burst out laughing.
"What are you doing! You're not cooperating with me at all, you're angry!"
Yan Han smiled lowly and hugged him, "Okay, I know you're not here to catch women."
She was worried that the outside world would associate him with the Yang family, so she came here to weed him.
Song Xiang leaned into his arms, pursed her lips, and came close to the crook of his neck.
"Annoying."
From now on, there will only be more of this kind of thing.
No matter how clean he is, he will still stick to his face blindly.
"Don't worry, I knew you were coming, and I deliberately teased you. If you don't come, even if you knock down a fairy, I will only treat her as a bird."
Song Xiang: "..."
She laughed out loud, raised her head and kissed him on the chin, "The dog is so good."
Yan Han frowned and accepted this "pet name" with difficulty.
"There's no need for tomorrow. Once tonight is over, the entire imperial capital will know that Mr. Yan is afraid of him." Song Xiang said again.
Yan Han raised his head, his expression a little proud, "Mr. Yan is happy."
Song Xiang laughed twice, hugged his neck, and hummed softly.
The car drove all the way to Zijin Jiayue, and there were two teams of bodyguards coming and going, with seventy or eighty people in total. The security guard at the door was dumbfounded.
Went upstairs and just entered the house.
Song Xiang heard a ding-dong sound, which seemed to be the sound of mail arriving.
She was stunned for a moment, dropped her bag, and quickly entered the study room.
Click to open the email.
——At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, we are waiting at No. 13 Jiashanju.
The signature is Ou Jin.
Agreed?!
Song Xiang was overjoyed and quickly sat down to reply, saying that he would arrive on time.
While Yan Han was taking a shower, she called Ding Fan again and asked him to prepare some gifts.
While she was busy, she didn't even know that Yan Han had finished taking a shower.
The man hugged her from behind, and his chest, which was hot after the bath, pressed against her back, making her tremble in shock.
"What are you thinking, you didn't even notice that I came in?"
Song Xiang quickly closed the notebook and said, "Just a little thing."