Yan Han's harsh words scared Song Xiang so much that he didn't dare to talk back anymore. However, this guy still had a bottom line and turned around and went back to his room. The door slammed loudly.
Song Xiang calmed down, opened the door carefully, and then stuck his head out.
After confirming that Yan Han was not outside, she felt relieved and closed the door of the room.
Because she stood by the door for so long, there was a puddle of water under her feet, and she felt terribly uncomfortable.
Hurry up and take a bath with hot water to avoid catching a cold.
Before entering the bathroom, Song Xiang thought for a moment and pushed the chair to the door so that someone could hear the sound when they came in.
After preparing everything, she went to take a shower.
It was a quick fix, and the bath that originally took forty minutes only took her twenty minutes.
Sitting on the edge of the bed wiping my hair, I accidentally saw the chair behind the door. I was stunned for a moment, but I couldn't help laughing.
The relationship with Yan Han was like this, and she didn't even know what to say.
After Yan Song's house is renovated and she moves out, she will have less contact with Yan Han, and their relationship will really become parallel.
Only then can we truly become superiors and subordinates.
The movement of wiping hair with his hands quickened, and suddenly there were footsteps again outside.
Song Xiang was stunned and felt surprised. According to her understanding of Yan Han, he would definitely not come back at the point she just mentioned.
He put down the towel in his hand and walked to the door very warily.
Someone knocked on the door outside.
Song Xiang took a breath and opened his mouth: "Yan..."
"Miss Song." The voice from outside came in and said politely: "I am Yan Song."
Song Xiang swallowed quickly and responded subconsciously, "Is something wrong?"
"The plan has changed. We have to go to Nancheng tomorrow. The secretary's office has prepared a gift for Mrs. Gu. Please come out and take a look."
Song Xiang looked at her pajamas and said first, "Just wait for me, I'll change my clothes and come out."
"OK."
Yan Song left from the door.
Song Xiang turned around and roughly wiped her hair, then took long-sleeved trousers from the closet and put them on, as well as a sun protection suit.
I pushed the door open and just heard the sound of the door opening.
Yan Han walked out of the room and looked at her gloomily.
Song Xiang gave a dry smile, put her hair away from her face, straightened her back as much as possible and walked out. Anyway, with Yan Song here, she didn't believe that Yan Han was shameless.
The living room was filled with things, all of which looked like high-end gift boxes. Song Xiang walked over and picked up two things, one was matsutake and the other was ginseng.
"Mrs. Gu has lived in the countryside of Nancheng for nearly twenty years. There are probably so many rich people who have given these things to her." Song Xiang put down the things.
Yan Han stood right behind her, continuing to fire scorching and resentful gaze attacks.
Song Xiang resisted the pressure and said: "I guess even if you bring these things over, they will be rejected."
Yan Han: "You are so good at estimating, why not estimate where the gem is hidden."
Song Xiang: "..."
childish!
She was shocked in her heart. She used to think that Shun Han was at best overbearing, but after these few fights, this guy was not only overbearing, but also extremely stingy and childish.
"Mr. Yan, if I had that function, I would estimate your bank card password first."
Harsh and cold hum.
Yan Song stood aside, raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to shave his face.
"What does Miss Song think she is missing?"
Song Xiang: “I have to buy it again.”
"It's already very late." Yan Song glanced at his watch, "If you want to buy something, you have to go now."