Song Xiang held her cell phone in her hands, waiting for Gong Shiheng's reply, but there was no movement for a long time.
I finally got a reply, several messages in a row.
——Song Xiang
——What blessing did you write?
——Youth Day?!
Gong Shiheng was gentle and kind from the inside out. Song Xiang had never seen him use an exclamation point in the several times she had dealt with him.
She was stunned for a moment, then quickly sat up from the bed and replied quickly.
——Yeah, I checked the calendar, and there is only a special time today for Youth Day, and Mr. Yan won’t look at it anyway.
Gong Shiheng: "..."
Song Xiang was confused. She felt that the blessing was just a formality, and Yan Han wouldn't read it at all. She casually wrote about Youth Day, and she was still grateful in her heart. Fortunately, today was not Father's Day, otherwise it would have been too far-fetched.
Gong Shiheng didn't reply. I don't know what he meant.
Song Xiang glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock, she sighed, unable to guess Yan Han's mood.
Forget it, the matter is over, the personnel have been exhausted, and the rest can only depend on Mr. Yan's taste.
She put away her phone and was about to wash up, but as soon as she stood up, her phone started vibrating again.
This time it was not Gong Shiheng, but a number without a note, but Song Xiang still recognized it at a glance.
It's Suman.
"Hello--"
The call was connected, and the person on the other end said in a sweet voice, "Long time no see, Song Xiang."
Song Xiang's mind turned around and she immediately thought of what the other party meant. She straightened her face and walked to the study.
"I was about to tell you something, but unexpectedly you called me."
Suman smiled, "That's just right. It seems that we are in agreement again."
Song Xiang breathed softly, opened the study door, and sat down at the computer desk.
"Tell me about your situation first."
"good."
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beach
After a dead silence, everyone burst into laughter.
Lu Zechen smiled the most exaggeratedly and bent down to speak: "What a talent."
"Not only does this girl have a lot of money, she's also stupid. She's the best."
"Where did Brother Yan get it from? Are you sure you want it?"
"What for?" Lu Zechen stopped smiling, glanced at Yan Han's stiff face, and teased Yu Tianyu, "You want it?"
Yu Tianyu didn't pretend, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Yan Han, "If Brother Yan is unwilling to accept it, then I will give it a try."
Yan Han pursed his lips, without raising his eyes, and turned around with a sullen face, "I haven't seen anyone before, and you are not afraid of scratching your teeth."
Everyone looked at each other, a little unsure.
The Yan and Yu families were family friends, and Yu Tianyu was not too afraid of Yan Han, so he followed him step by step, and kept asking questions.
Yan Han didn't say a word from beginning to end. He returned to where he was before, sat down with his elbows on his knees, and gave Gong Shiheng a cold look.
"Your marriage has not been dissolved yet. If you are too busy, I will ask the old man to go back to your father to settle the matter."
When Gong Shiheng heard this, he quickly clasped his hands together and said, "No, I am just an accomplice. This punishment is too harsh."
With a stern and cold face, he picked up the wine in front of him with one hand, raised his head and downed a glass, feeling very unhappy.
Just in time, Lin Yihuan followed Zhao Jinxuan back and was still chattering.
"That woman must be mentally ill. Who writes blessings like this?"
After saying that, she looked at Gong Shiheng again, "Brother Heng, are you a friend?"
Gong Shiheng was helpless and a little depressed. No one would have read the note Song Xiang wrote casually. However, he was nosy and reminded the driver to read it out in public. Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating.
"I think this girl is quite nice and honest."
Yu Tianyu came back with the barbecue, sat down next to Yan Han without fear of death, and continued to talk: "Brother, for the sake of our friendship, would you like to introduce us?"
He was sure that Yan Han was not interested in this girl. Over the years, many demons and ghosts had passed before Yan Han's eyes, but he had not even seen him blink. There was no reason to make an exception for a silly girl.
Sure enough, with a cold expression on his face, he said impatiently: "Go and check it yourself."
This means that it doesn’t matter.
Yu Tianyu was also satisfied and turned back to Gong Shiheng and blinked.
Gong Shiheng held his forehead and turned around to find an excuse to get the wine.
"If you don't want it, you won't need the car, right?" Lu Zechen came up and jumped on the severe cold minefield, "Mr. Yan, give it to the younger one, since you have it in the garage anyway."
Yan Han leaned forward, picked up a small bottle of xo expressionlessly, turned his wrist, and slowly poured out the orange liquid.
He put it to his lips and took a sip, leaning back, his mood relaxed.
"You don't have any in your garage?"
Lu Zechen spread his hands and said, "I have it in my garage, but it wasn't given to me by the girl."
Yan Han: "That car was bought with my card."
Damn woman, she spent his money to buy a car, and she still dared to write such a mindless blessing!
Beside him, Yu Tianyu had just eaten a piece of watermelon and was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
I bought a car by swiping Yan Han's credit card, so isn't this woman...
He couldn't help but clapped his hands and shouted, "Brother, is love something your woman plays with you?"
Yan Han took a big sip of wine and said solemnly: "She is not my woman."