Yan Han was stared at by Song Xiang and was very unhappy with the suspicion in her eyes. He snorted coldly and threw his phone to Song Xiang.
“See for yourself!”
Song Xiang was confused, turned on his phone, and found that the page was stopped at the friend status page of a certain software.
It's from Bo Zhanfa.
——It’s time to eat.
The accompanying picture shows the dish she ordered, with half of her body and her hand on her mobile phone captured in the corner.
Others can't recognize it, but acquaintances can spot it at a glance.
Song Xiang felt strange in her heart, and she was a little resistant to Bo Zhan's little actions. She was naturally defensive, and even though Bo Zhan was young, some of the things he did were a bit over her bottom line.
He gave her a stern look and said in a mocking tone: "He has been Bao Siyan's younger brother for more than ten years, and he has never shared a few photos with Bo Siyan."
Song Xiang curled her lips, turned off the screen, and pushed the phone over.
"I will try to minimize contact with him."
"What are you doing? He treats you like a sister." Yan Han said ironically.
Song Xiang bit her lip, lowered her head and rolled her eyes, "Believe it or not, I didn't want to get too familiar with him. These few times are all coincidences."
Yan Han raised his eyelids inadvertently. There were some things that he couldn't talk about on the table. He didn't bother to talk to this woman, and she couldn't understand them.
Coincidence, there are not so many coincidences in the world!
Song Xiang couldn't guess what Yan Han was thinking. She stood up on the coffee table and said, "I'll go up and see Auntie."
After saying that, she walked carefully past Yan Han.
Yan Han did not stop her, but followed her to the second floor.
Song Xiang thought he was going to see An Xuyue, and felt happy.
However, before she could reach An Xuyue's room, Yan Han suddenly grabbed her arm and quickly pressed her against the railing.
In an instant, Song Xiang didn't even have time to react, Yan Han had already pressed against her.
"You just hit me five times in total. Do you think that's it?"
Song Xiang swallowed, "Mr. Yan, I just hit you with flowers."
Yan Yanhan glanced at her and said coolly: "You were very arrogant just now."
Song Xiang looked at his expression and thought of his attitude just now, which seemed to be a bit suicidal.
She still wanted to reason and hoped that Yan Han could wake up in time. She was doing this for the good of their mother and son.
"I am all..."
Before she finished speaking, Yan Han reached around her, plucked out a rose branch behind her, and then gave her a slap in the face.
Song Xiang:???
Yan Han kept moving, holding onto Rose, and slapped Song Xiang's face five times in a row.
Song Xiang was confused and could not speak with his mouth open.
After Yanhan finished beating him, he threw the flower away and took a step back.
"Go away."
Song Xiang stared at him, still confused by his confusing behavior just now.
She hit him five times, so he wants to hit him back?
childish!
Yan Han looked down, saw the disgust in her expression, and raised his foot to kick her calf.
"Do you still need a beating?"
Song Xiang stopped talking, walked past him quickly, and quickly returned to An Xuyue's room.
Yan Han stood outside with one hand in his pocket, his brows still furrowed, but his face lost the chill.
Just as he was about to move, Song Xiang suddenly poked his head out of An Xuyue's room.
"Mr. Yan, I still suggest you take a look..."
Before she finished speaking, Yan Han picked up the rose on the ground and quickly smashed it over.
Song Xiang had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly closed the door.
Behind the door, she just turned around and looked straight into An Xuyue's glowing eyes.