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Chapter 450 You Want to Marry Me, I Won't Marry

ten o'clock in the morning

Yan Han came out of the room and walked down the stairs leisurely. As soon as he sat down on the sofa, there was a sound of car engines in the yard.

He leaned back and put his legs on the coffee table in a bold manner. Thinking of Song Xiang's expression, he felt very good.

Suddenly, Yan Song came in from outside, followed by an angry Song Xiang.

Yan Han didn't notice Yan Song's expression, he retracted his legs comfortably and looked at Song Xiang without fear.

"Didn't we go visit the Civil Affairs Bureau together?"

Song Xiang had a cold face.

Yan Song opened his mouth, "Young Master..."

He had just received a call from that woman, and Miss Song had already seen through those little tricks.

Yan Han didn't pay attention. His attention was now entirely on Song Xiang's face.

Song Xiang was so angry that he was definitely extremely disappointed with Yang.

"What? Someone has a problem?" I asked knowingly.

Song Xiang remained silent.

Yan Yanhan clicked his tongue, put one hand in his pocket and stood up, "It's your first blind date, so if something goes wrong, it's nothing."

Song Xiang snorted coldly.

Yan Han heard the voice and looked at her sideways, "Are you so sad?"

Yan Song closed his eyes in despair and frantically reminded him with his eyes, but Yan Han didn't give him a chance to speak.

Song Xiang stared at the man in front of her, watching him walk in front of her, still with a condescending expression.

"Don't be too sad, you..."

"It is impossible for Yang Yukun to have a woman." Song Xiang suddenly said.

The smile on Yan Han's face faded and he looked at the calm-looking woman.

His first reaction was that Song Xiang had seen it with his own eyes and he still didn't doubt it.

She trusts someone she has just met a few times?

"You saw it with your own eyes."

Song Xiang: "I asked that woman how much money she took from you, but she refused to tell me. Why don't you tell me."

Yan Han: "..."

He turned cold and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pinch Song Xiang's chin.

Song Xiang took a step back and escaped the clutches just in time.

"You have no brainers to trust someone you've met a few times?"

Song Xiang: "I said, it is impossible for him to have a woman."

"Did he give you ecstasy soup?"

Song Xiang: "Because he doesn't like women."

Severe cold:???

"Wha...what?"

He froze in place, looking into Song Xiang's eyes, his voice stuck in his throat.

Song Xiang kept calm and continued: "He came to me today just to tell me the truth. He is a homosexual."

Yan Han was shocked.

Song Xiang's tone was calm, but her chest was heaving a little. She wiped the water on her chin, which she had gotten in the cafe just now.

"I don't understand what you mean when this happens?"

"You can only be happy if you make me unhappy, right?"

"Does it matter to you whether I have a blind date or not?"

Song Xiang's soul questioned him three times, catching Yan Han off guard.

Mainly because he was still immersed in Yang Yukun's secret point and couldn't keep up with Song Xiang's rhythm.

Song Xiang: "I can understand that you are possessive, but understanding is understanding. If you go too far, it will be meaningless."

Yan Han found his voice and looked down at Song Xiang, "What do you want to say?"

"You stopped me from getting married because you want to marry me?"

Next to him, Yan Song took a breath of cold air.

Yan Han was startled, and a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face, "What do you think..."

"Since you don't want to marry me, I ask you not to do such stupid things in the future."

Yan Han: "..."

Song Xiang passed him, walked to the stairs and stopped again, saying, "Even if you want to marry me, I won't be willing to marry you!"


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