After Song Xiang finished speaking, she couldn't help but glance to the side. She wanted to quietly move away from Yan Han, but the man suddenly stretched out his arm and blocked her way.
"What are you running for?"
"Didn't run away..."
Yan Han smiled sideways and walked closer, "I thought you didn't have time to open the gifts."
In that situation, she was too busy dealing with Xu Shuyan's situation and had no time to look at his gifts.
Unexpectedly, not only did she read it, she also took it with her.
Song Xiang held the box in both hands and said as loudly as a gnat: "I opened it before leaving home and put it in my pocket, and then I was knocked unconscious."
Yan Han: "Didn't it get lost all the way?"
Song Xiang nodded, "The pocket is very deep."
Actually no, before she was beaten, she kept her hand in her pocket, which happened to be resting on the box, protecting it all the way, so that she didn't lose it.
The corners of Yan Han's lips raised, and when he saw the light red on her face, he couldn't help but raise his hand.
"Master!"
A shout.
Yan Han: "..."
He closed his eyes, feeling angry rising up.
When Song Xiang heard the voice, he quickly took a step back as if he was about to receive a pardon.
Outside the room, a bodyguard rushed up. Before he could see Yan Han's face, he started to say: "Madam, she seems to have ordered Xiaobailou for barbecue!"
Yan Han frowned: "I ordered it, why are you making such a fuss!"
Bodyguard: "Ms. Bella was frightened, it seems quite serious."
Yan Han really wanted to say, so what if I'm scared to death!
Song Xiang turned around and asked the bodyguard: "Is the fire out?"
"Not yet."
Song Xiang's heart tightened and she looked at Yan Han, "Let's go and have a look."
What's there to see? I'm not a firefighter.
Yan Han thought so in his heart, swallowed the words as soon as they came to his lips.
He responded with an unkind expression and followed Song Xiang down.
As soon as they walked down the spiral staircase, there were already sounds of arguing. It turned out that An Xuyue and Bella had been moved to the main building.
Song Xiang stood on the stairs, looked out, and was startled by the fire.
"Cry your ass, did it burn you?"
"Damn White Lotus! My broken heart has been beating for more than ten years, and it has never stopped beating!"
An Xuyue put her hands on her hips and viciously slapped the panting woman on the sofa.
The woman stared at her, breathing heavily, trying to speak but unable to form words.
Song Xiang shook his head and pushed Yan Han inside, "Don't come out."
He is not suitable to deal with women's affairs.
Yan Han didn't want to get involved in this old-age love triangle, so he happily retreated and hid upstairs to watch Song Xiang take action.
Song Xiang walked downstairs and went up to pull An Xuyue up. Only then did she realize that An Xuyue's face was dusty and her body was dirty.
"Auntie, go up and change clothes first."
"No change!" An Xuyue snorted heavily, and she became angry when she saw Bella pretending to be pitiful.
Taking advantage of Yan Zhicheng's absence, she simply walked up, picked up Bella, raised her hand and slapped the person on the chest.
"Aunt!"
Song Xiang was shocked. She didn't expect An Xuyue to be so powerful and help someone stop a heart attack manually.
Bella's face looked really bad. She was slapped twice by An Xuyue and she immediately started to roll her eyes.
"An Xuyue!!"
An angry roar came from outside, frightening Song Xiang to the point of trembling.
Yan Zhicheng walked in from the outside and happened to see An Xuyue taking action. His face was frighteningly dark.
"What are you doing!"
An Xuyue snorted and threw Bella away like a rag, "What are you doing so loudly? If you scare someone with a weak heart to death, you still want me to take the blame!"