Song Xiang didn't know where he stepped on Yan Han again, and the two sides began to remain silent again.
In the middle of the journey, something happened to Yan Han and he left Song Xiang where he was.
She didn't care. She happened to have something on her mind, so she might as well find a place to sit by herself for a while.
As a result, before she could sit down, a bodyguard in black appeared in front of her.
"Mr. Song, Mr. Yan has invited you."
Yan Han came just after he left, so it was obvious that the person who came was not a good person.
Song Xiang didn't want to go, but looking at the other party's expression, he couldn't avoid it.
I have no choice but to bite the bullet and follow.
The old man was on the first floor, and the corridor was very quiet, with no one around.
Song Xiang felt panicked. If the old man brought trouble to her, it would be a disaster.
The bodyguard took her to the door and made an invitation gesture.
Song Xiang opened the door by herself and found that inside was a large conference room. Yan Zhenting was sitting in front of a round table, with a row of bodyguards behind him.
When she walked in, Yan Zhenting didn't ask her to sit down.
After a while, Yan Zhenting motioned for her to sit down.
Song Xiang sat down anxiously and said little in a wise manner.
"The last time we met, I thought you were a smart kid who knew what decisions to make, but I was wrong."
Song Xiang raised his head and met Yan Zhenting's eyes, "I don't understand what you mean."
"Then my old man will make it clear."
Yan Zhenting tapped his crutch and said, "You are not suitable to enter the Yan family."
Song Xiang sneered, "I'm not suitable. That's already being polite. It's better to just say I'm not worthy."
"A well-matched family is the criterion for choosing a daughter-in-law for people like ours. Miss Song, forgive me for telling the truth. As long as your family is from a normal family with both parents, I won't reject you outright."
"Your father is unknown, your mother has mental illness, and you don't even have any serious relatives."
"I doubt whether a child from a family like yours has a sound outlook on life."
Song Xiang tightened her grip on her skirt and gritted her teeth to hold back from swearing.
"There is no law that stipulates that parents must accompany their children's growth, and no scientific research can prove that children with unhealthy parents have problems with their outlook on life."
She took a breath and smiled at Mr. Yan, "I don't think too much about Mr. Yan, and you think too much."
"You don't, and Li Han doesn't either?" The old man snorted coldly, his eyes fell on Song Xiang's hand, and said, "Li Han likes you."
My mind exploded with a bang.
Someone has said this more than once, but when it comes from Yan Zhenting's mouth, the effect is completely different.
Song Xiang froze on the spot, his retort stuck in his throat and unable to come out.
"If you had the courage of An Xuyue to point at my nose and say that you would marry Yan Zhicheng even if you die, maybe I could still think more highly of you. But it's a pity that you have so little real love for Li Han, and you can't be hypocritical.
few."
"I didn't!" Song Xiang retorted subconsciously.
Yan Zhenting raised his hand to block her sight and said, "Don't rush to refute yet, I have something else to ask you."
"You did what happened to Zhenzhen, right?"
Song Xiang was startled and began to sweat on his back.
The old man understood and snorted coldly, "Don't treat people as fools. If Li Han hadn't been blocking you from the front, I would have dealt with you long ago. You are really brave to touch the Yan family."
"Ask yourself, if it weren't for the harsh cold, would you have the guts to do this?"
Song Xiang bit her inner lip and said nothing.
The old man has been in the imperial capital for many years, and every word he speaks is like a sharp knife, stabbing her precisely where it can seriously hurt her.