Song Xiang was stunned for a moment and raised his head suddenly.
The stern and cold face poked at the top of his head, his expression was unhappy, and the veins on his forehead popped out, it was obvious that he was on the verge of exploding.
There were people all around and the noise made him feel dizzy.
And there is this stupid woman who rushes in at a time like this to join in the fun.
Song Xiang was grabbed by Yan Han's arm and stared at it for a long time.
Suddenly, it was as if a basin of ice water was poured down from her head, instantly cooling her mind.
It's not that something happened to Yan Han.
Yan Han looked at her stupidly, and couldn't get out from the front, so he couldn't help but curse twice.
He was tall, protected Song Xiang in front of him, slowly withdrew from the crowd, and returned to the box.
Song Xiang swallowed, "Are you... coming out to watch the fun?"
What nonsense? How could Yan Han come out to watch the fun?
She wanted to slap herself twice.
Sure enough, when Yan Yanhan heard this, his expression immediately changed.
"Looking stupid."
Song Xiang: "..."
He must have had a seizure just now, otherwise why would he be worried that it was him? He should be the only one in trouble like this.
"I just came here to find something. If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."
Yan Yan gave her a cold look, then thought of all the mishandlings yesterday and today, and kept a straight face and said nothing.
Song Xiang turned around, felt the piercing gaze behind him, and walked forward bravely.
The crowd in front had dispersed a little, and she could barely get in.
After finally walking through the crowd, I stepped onto the elevator in a daze, and the feeling I had just now came out again.
She held her forehead and felt that she must be exhausted, otherwise why would she be worried about Shun Han.
wrong.
If Yan Han really fainted because of that mango smell, she, as the person who deliberately did it, can be considered the culprit, and she will definitely be retaliated by the Yan family.
Fortunately he was fine, otherwise he would have been the unlucky one.
She licked her chapped lips and walked to the next floor, where Gu Wanru and Suman were still waiting for her.
Gu Wanru's expression remained the same and she just asked, "Did something get lost?"
Song Xiang nodded, and when he raised his eyes, he met Suman's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Have you found anything?"
Song Xiang: "Found it."
"It's good that I found it." Suman smiled, walked in front, and said jokingly: "You didn't even know that your expression just now was scary, as if you had lost your soul."
Song Xiang tugged at her lips and smoothed the hair on her cheek unnaturally, "Is there any? It was given by my mother. Maybe I was too nervous."
"Then it's great to find it." Gu Wanru followed.
Song Xiang was silent, but Su Man in front turned around and said leisurely: "That Miss Nian likes Mr. Yan, right?"
Gu Wanru covered her mouth, "Why are you so gossipy!"
Suman hummed twice, looked at Song Xiang's face and said, "It's obvious."
Song Xiang shrugged and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head, his expression returned to normal.
"I don't know."
Suman raised his eyebrows, walked to the first floor without continuing.
While Gu Wanru was driving, she suddenly approached Song Xiang.
"I think so. What Mr. Yan likes is you."
Song Xiang was startled and turned to look at Suman in shock, her words stuck in her throat.
Suman didn't feel at all that he had said anything terrible. He winked at Song Xiang and said, "My vision is very accurate."