Yan Han was shocked, and his first reaction was - Song Xiang is gone.
His eyes flickered, he turned around suddenly and bumped into Yan Song.
"Young Master?"
Yan Han's Adam's apple slid up and down, his voice was hoarse, "Where is the person?"
Yan Song saw something wrong with his expression and quickly explained: "He went to the kitchen."
Yan Han: "...Kitchen?"
"Miss Song said she was hungry and wanted to make an egg pancake."
Yan Han closed his eyes.
It's really...enough!
He was so unhappy that she actually had the guts to go down and make some food.
Very good, very good.
I was so angry that I had a headache.
He raised his hand and pressed his temple, showing a pained expression.
Yan Song was frightened and thought the injury had recurred.
"Master?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Han pulled him away forcefully, and then strode downstairs.
downstairs
As soon as Yan Han walked to the kitchen, he saw Song Xiang coming out.
Her eyes were red and she was sniffing as she walked. When she saw him, her mouth immediately bulged.
What's going on?
He hasn't had time to scold her yet, why are you crying?
Yan frowned and stood there without a chance to speak.
Song Xiang wiped his eyes and walked directly in front of him.
Yan Han thought about her expression, which seemed to be strong but also a little fragile.
The tears couldn't fall in front of him, and it was obvious that she was holding them back.
What's wrong with her? She has the guts to scold but not the guts to apologize?
Yan Song followed him down, thinking that there would be a war, but he didn't expect to see Yan Han frowning and remaining silent.
"Do you need anything?"
Yan Han: "Find someone to watch her."
I'm a coward, what if I'm so scared that I can't think about it.
Yan Song was confused, watching Yan Han walk away, he really couldn't figure it out.
upstairs
Song Xiang quickly walked upstairs, pressing his eyelids and not daring to move.
It was just an egg pancake, but oil splashed on my eyelids, which hurt like hell.
When I went out, I encountered an idiot, Yan Han, so unlucky!
She hadn't eaten anything, was in a bad mood, and didn't want to move.
I stayed in the room for a long time, until it got dark and someone knocked on the door.
Yan Song's voice came in.
"Miss Song, please open the door. I have something to ask you."
Song Xiang was a little reluctant, so she got out of bed and opened the door.
Outside the door, Yan Song was carrying two bags of things, which looked like clothes.
"The day after tomorrow is the anniversary of Yan's jewelry. The giant gemstone you and the young master brought back last time will also be unveiled that night. These are the clothes and jewelry prepared for you."
Song Xiang took the things and took a look at the two heavy bags. She saw that the clothes were custom-made.
She had just been slapped by Yan Han, and now she was accepting a favor from someone else, and she felt a little uneasy.
"I see……"
"The young master is waiting for you in the car downstairs. Are you free?"
"What?" Song Xiang thought he heard wrongly.
Yan Song repeated, "The young master is waiting for you in the car downstairs."
Song Xiang was a little defensive and took a step back, "It's so late, what are you doing out there?"
Yan Song shrugged, "I don't think I went out. Someone just sent me something. The young master may want you to take a look."
Song Xiang wanted to say that he didn't want to see it, but after thinking about it, he forgot about it. The other party was harsh and cold, so how could he embarrass him so often.
"I'll go down right away."
Yan Song nodded and left.
Song Xiang put his things back, changed his clothes briefly, and then went downstairs.
The severe cold is not in the yard, but in the underground garage.
She walked all the way down, it was dark and there was no one.
Suddenly, a strong beam of light came in.
She quickly raised her hands to cover her eyes and walked forward with difficulty.