Song Xiang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, and turned around mechanically.
"Mr. Yan, I..."
With a stern and cold face, his eyes did not stray at all, and he passed directly in front of Song Xiang.
Song Xiang was a little dazed. According to the usual situation, Yan Han would have at least asked someone to drive him out.
She blinked her eyes, with mixed feelings in her heart. She raised her head and caught a glimpse of Yan Han's back, and the scene she had just captured flashed through her mind.
Although Yan Han's expression was expressionless, his face still looked like that of the King of Hell, but his eyes were obviously bloodshot, and the blush on his cheeks was not difficult to detect.
Bo Zhan was still standing not far away, calling Yan Han "Brother" and beckoning him to go inside.
Song Xiang felt that there was something wrong with this boy. He was so courageous in pulling Yan Han into the water, and now he even ignored Yan Han's body and handed him a drink. He didn't look like a brother at all.
Just as she was thinking about it, Gu Lian came up from outside angrily, followed by Lu Zechen who looked joking.
"What's the trouble? It's not like I didn't before..."
Lu Zechen was halfway through his words when he found Song Xiang standing at the door, rarely able to stop talking.
He patted Gu Lian's waist and said, "Remember to come to me."
Gu Lian rolled his eyes angrily and pulled Song Xiang to the side to talk: "I knew the game he brought me here wasn't a good one. It's really all nonsense. It's annoying as hell."
Song Xiang himself was very annoyed, and now he had no ability to solve other people's problems.
She was holding the wine and drinking it one after another, but her eyes were always looking at Yan Han in the mirror next to her.
Suddenly, a smiling face was reflected in the mirror, just enough to catch her peeking.
Song Xiang frowned and quickly looked away, with an unnatural look on his face.
Gu Lian noticed something was wrong with her and asked, "What's wrong?"
Song Xiang covered his face with a wine glass, "What's going on with this Bo Zhan?"
"Bo Siyan's younger brother." Gu Lian glanced in Bo Zhan's direction and lowered his voice and said, "But it's not a kiss."
Song Xiang was surprised, "What?"
Gu Lian raised his cup, covered his mouth and said, "I have a son."
Song Xiang couldn't help but look in Bo Zhan's direction, glanced at it and then looked away, "Bo Siyan and Yan Han have a close relationship. How can Yan Han play with his half-brother?"
Gu Lian clicked his tongue, "I heard that he was brought back to the Bo family since he was a child. The two brothers have a good relationship."
Song Xiang murmured in his heart that brothers who grew up together in a wealthy family might turn against each other. How deep could the relationship between half-father and half-mother be?
From the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of Bo Zhan toasting another glass of wine to Yan Han in the mirror. Yan Han raised his hand to touch the glass, but just put it to his lips and took a sip.
Haha, I thought you were really not afraid of death, you had the ability to be bored.
As she thought this, an enchanting woman walked into the dance floor and walked to the center of the stage, and the place fell silent instantly.
"It's said to be a masquerade, but it's actually just to play with Bo Zhan." Gu Lian sneered and said leisurely: "They asked everyone to wear masks, walk around in the dark, and confirm their dance partners when the lights came on.
It’s just to make it easier for Bo Zhan to find someone.”
Song Xiang frowned. She subconsciously smoothed her hair. She had just washed her hair. She used the hotel's shampoo, which was different from the one she used when she arrived yesterday.
"So what if you find it, you'll get tired of it after playing for a few months." Gu Lian snorted disdainfully, "People in their early twenties are pretty good-looking and can play pretty well."
Song Xiang was noncommittal, "Can't we leave?"
"Look behind you."
Song Xiang turned around and found that the door had been closed unknowingly.
It was already approaching five o'clock, the red curtains on the floor-to-ceiling windows were closed, and the hall was dark, no different from night.
The huge crystal lamp on the top was shining with dazzling light, and the waiters brought in bottles of expensive wine, and presented exquisite masks to everyone in between pouring the wine.
It is said to be a mask, but in fact it only covers the upper half of the face. If the light is not turned off, it is meaningless.
Song Xiang didn't wear it for a long time, still paying attention to the direction of Yan Han.
He sat at a table alone, and no one dared to go up and strike up a conversation. Occasionally, Yu Tianyu and the others would come up and say a few words, as if they were in a world of their own, and no strangers should come near him.
Based on Song Xiang's understanding of Yan Han, this guy most likely has a fever and is currently carrying it to death.
"Sister Lian, are the doctors still here?" Song Xiang asked casually.
Gu Lian wore a mask and drank wine leisurely, "What's the use? Yan Han's semen can't be seen by others."
Song Xiang: "..."
Excellent, it's so apt.
She clutched the mask in her hand, thoughts flashing through her mind.
Just as he was about to get up, suddenly, all the crystal lights above him went out.
Darkness fell, and Gu Lian cursed "grass" in his ear.
The host's voice was pretending to be weird, telling everyone the time, and then deep music sounded in the venue.