Chapter 1250 it's his turn to go on a business trip
Yan Zhicheng and his wife have been messing around for many years, they have grown old in vain, and they don't know the etiquette of celebrating festivals.
On New Year's Eve, the family sat at the table and didn't even know what to say.
Song Xiang sighed, took the initiative to raise his glass, and said to An Xuyue: "Happy New Year."
An Xuyue smiled happily and clinked several glasses vigorously, finally making some noise on the table.
Yan Zhicheng was not in good health, and the father and son did not drink, and ate the food in silence.
After dinner, An Xuyue promised to stay up late, but fell asleep just after twelve o'clock. Yan Zhicheng took him back to the room.
As soon as twelve o'clock passed, the blessings on the phone continued.
Song Xiang turned off her cell phone, and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with Yan Han, watching the housekeeper outside asking people to set off small fireworks, and a bunch of food was placed around them.
Yan Han hugged her and gave her three red envelopes.
"Um?"
Song Xiang was surprised, "Who gave it to you?"
"Over there at the old house, I...Dad, and I."
Song Xiang lowered his head, looked at the three red envelopes, dug into his pocket, and took out a small red envelope.
She stuffed it into Yan Han and said with a smile: "I went to the hospital to see my mother, and my mother gave it to me."
"For me?" Yan Han was surprised.
Song Xiang nodded.
Yan Han breathed a sigh of relief and hugged her into his arms, feeling warm in his heart.
There was a sound of firecrackers outside, and the old housekeeper went to set them off in person, but he ran too slowly and almost fell into the snow.
He got up very quickly, looked around to make sure no one had seen him, and then slipped into the house.
Song Xiang and Yan Han saw the whole process in front of their eyes and laughed out loud at the same time.
They looked at each other and spoke in unison.
"Happy New Year."
Song Xiang originally wanted to continue to guard, but the weather was too cold, and it was easy to catch a cold even if the air conditioner was turned on in the corridor.
Yan Han took her back and rested normally.
In the middle of the night, Song Xiang was awakened by the sound of firecrackers. He touched his side and found no one.
She got out of bed with her clothes on, looked around, and finally saw Yan Yanhan who was on the phone at the end of the corridor.
"Arrange things and I'll go there as soon as possible."
Song Xiang was confused and came closer.
Yan Han heard the noise and saw that she was only wearing a thin coat, so he quickly pulled her back to the room.
"Is something wrong?" Song Xiang asked.
Yan Han sat down on the edge of the bed, pulled her on his lap and said, "It's a little thing."
Song Xiang didn't believe it, "You'll have to deal with small things overnight?"
Yan Han remained silent, "I want to go to Abad."
Song Xiang thought for a moment, Abad seemed to be a small island country in the Pacific.
"Where does Yan's family have property?"
"Not yet."
"What did you do then?"
"Buy out a special medicine."
Song Xiang thought about it. She knew that he intended to enter the pharmaceutical industry, but she didn't expect that he would have a plan so soon.
"When are you going?" she asked dully, selfishly not wanting him to go after the next year. This was their first year together.
Yan Han paused.
Song Xiang understood, "It's very urgent, isn't it?"
Yan Han hugged her and explained softly: "I'm late, I'm afraid I won't be able to grab it."
Song Xiang got out of his arms, walked to the end of the bed and sat down.
Yan Han moved over and pressed his chin on her shoulder from behind, "I promise, I'll be back within a week."
Song Xiang pouted and turned to look at him, "Do you have to go in person?"
Since the last incident, she now has a shadow over his business trip.
"This medicine is very special." He said.
Song Xiang snorted, "What are you doing? An elixir? Can you become an immortal if you eat it?"