As soon as Wang Fuxue made the suggestion, Yu Tianyu ruthlessly rejected it.
"It's all just empty words. If my mother-in-law could believe the empty words, your mother would have promised you to me as a child bride when I came to your house to confess my love to you at the age of seven."
Wang Fuxue: "...Shut up."
Yan Han wasn't too upset at first, but when he glanced over and saw the two of them "quarreling" back and forth, his mood instantly hit rock bottom.
But he couldn't leave yet. If he went out now, if Xu Shuyan saw him, Song Xiang's caution would be in vain.
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Song Xiang's family
Xu Shuyan helped Song Xiang clean up the guest room. Song Xiang took the opportunity to pull out the suitcase, locked all the cold clothes in the wardrobe, and stuffed them under the bed.
"Xiangxiang, do you remember the day after tomorrow?" Xu Shuyan suddenly walked out.
Song Xiang stood up in a hurry, his eyes flashing, "What day?"
Xu Shuyan smiled, "Why did you even forget your birthday?"
Song Xiang reacted and said, "I forgot about it."
"Mom, stay here and help you celebrate your birthday."
Song Xiang felt heavy in her heart, always worrying that Xu Shuyan would discover any small details in the room.
Before going to bed at night, she specially changed the bed sheets and quilt covers, neatly folded the ones Yan Han had used and put them in the closet.
Mother and daughter were lying together. Song Xiang didn't feel as at ease as before. She only felt nervous, always ready to deal with what her mother would say next.
However, Xu Shuyan said nothing and fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, Song Xiang originally wanted to take a day off and stay with Xu Shuyan.
However, Xu Shuyan refused to give in and asked her to work hard.
"When your boss pays you an annual salary, you should work for others seriously and don't think about taking advantage of others."
"good……"
Song Xiang went out with her thoughts in mind. When she entered the elevator, she subconsciously glanced at the floor button for the upper floor. She estimated that Yan Han should have gone to Wang Fuxue's place last night.
I don't know if he left in the middle of the night.
When she got downstairs, the car she had been waiting for two days ago was not there. She drove her own car.
As soon as I went out, two familiar black cars appeared in the rearview mirror.
She knew what was going on, so she felt much more at ease and had a smooth journey to the company.
She worked hard all day until she got off work. Gu Lian called and said that she would celebrate her birthday tomorrow.
"Wang Fuxue and I have borrowed a house. When the time comes, you can sneak up and blow out the candles. It won't take much trouble."
Song Xiang didn't want to offend Gu Lian's kindness. Xu Shuyan said she wanted to celebrate her birthday, but she didn't feel happy at all. Instead, she felt uneasy.
Growing up, she didn't have many birthdays, but it was not easy for more than one person to remember her birthday, and she actually celebrated it secretly.
He hung up Gu Lian's phone and went home full of worries.
On the way home, there were still cars following me.
Walking into the elevator, she took out her mobile phone and unconsciously turned to Yan Han's number.
The elevator opened, she quickly took a deep breath and entered the house with a smile.
Xu Shuyan cooked a table of dishes and invited her to eat.
As soon as Song Xiang sat down, Xu Shuyan asked: "Why are there two dining tables at home?"
Song Xiang choked and forced a smile: "The previous one was too small, so I bought a new one."
Xu Shuyan nodded and patted the ivory wood table, "How much does this table cost?"
It is estimated to be no less than a million...
Song Xiang thought for a while and said, "Five thousand yuan."