Originally, Song Xiang was grateful for Yan Han's sudden appearance. Even in the bathroom just now, the atmosphere was by no means stiff.
What really made the two of them start to confront each other was a certain sentence from Duan Ge.
He said he would not marry you.
Back in the office, Song Xiang was still sitting next to Yan Han, but could not hear any of his orders.
With a cold face, he just ignored her.
Obviously the relationship has eased in the past few days, but they are acting like enemies again.
She clenched her hands, feeling a little depressed.
It feels like I was in kindergarten when I was a kid. I didn’t have many friends and there were always conflicts.
Today is good, tomorrow is bad, just like cats and dogs.
She pursed her lips and turned away, deliberately not looking at Yan Han.
He kept her cold, and she did the same.
"Miss Song?" Jin Yuan suddenly said.
Song Xiang raised his head.
The other party smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Yan doesn't seem to need help. Can you come over and help me?"
Song Xiang didn't get what he wanted and immediately stood up.
Beside him, Yan Han's face suddenly darkened, and the light from the computer shone on his face, making people run down their spines just looking at it.
Everyone looked at his words and looked away from him unconsciously.
Maybe those who study finance are monsters, and those with high skills are so bold that they can ignore Shuang Han's dead face.
Jin Yuan used Song Xiang naturally and was generous with his praise.
He not only praised Song Xiang, but also praised Yan Han's ability to look at people.
The final conclusion: "It would be great if Miss Song was in our office. We will definitely be able to cooperate very well."
Everyone: "..."
A stern and cold gaze came over me.
Jin Yuan smiled in response.
The air smells of gunpowder.
Song Xiang sat at the corner of the table, obediently obeying Jin Yuan's orders, not taking a single step, and not caring about other business.
I was busy until five o'clock in the morning, and everyone in the office started pecking at the rice.
Only Jin Yuan and Yan Han were still in high spirits, as if they were robots.
Song Xiang stayed up all night and felt that the lower body was no longer his.
When Jin Yuan shouted to stop, she almost fell down on the spot.
He lowered his head to calm down the situation and didn't notice someone approaching from the other side.
Suddenly, his body was hanging in the air and someone picked him up.
"Mr. Yan?" Jin Yuan was also startled.
Song Xiang was so frightened that she woke up and opened her chapped lips. She wanted to speak but curled up in pain.
Yan Han hugged her out and strode into the elevator.
"Stern Han, let me go."
He doesn't respond.
Song Xiang didn't know what he was going to do, and he was unsure.
"I apologize, please put me down first."
Oh.
It's over, there's no chance to struggle this time.
If things were normal, she would doubt what he was going to do to her.
But in this special period, it is impossible for him to do bad things even if he wants to.
Unless he wants to fight bloody battles...
Thoughts in confusion, she unconsciously leaned into his arms.
The only thing the auditory system can capture is the sound of his footsteps.
From the corridor to the basement, he threw her into the car.
I opened my eyelids through my hair and saw him sitting in.
"Go to the hospital."
Hospital?
It's just a period, what's the point of going to the hospital?
Song Xiang still wanted to struggle, but found that her legs were numb.
This feels wrong, a bit out of the scope of the period.
When she arrived at the hospital, she was already a little confused, and there was a harsh and unfriendly voice in her ears.
I didn't hear what he said clearly, but it wasn't a good thing anyway.
Then there is the smell of disinfectant that hits your face...