Chapter 604 The son is not a good son or a good father
Have a good night's sleep.
In the morning, Song Xiang opened his eyes, and Yan Han was no longer there.
She freshened up and went out, finding someone waiting for her outside.
"The young master has something to do. He asked me to wait for you here. Please come up."
Song Xiang was surprised, what did Yan Zhicheng mean by looking for her so early in the morning?
She didn't have a chance to ask any more questions, so she could only follow the other person forward.
The sky outside has just turned white, the morning sun has risen slightly, and the colors are very good.
On the third floor, Yan Zhicheng was sitting under the floor-to-ceiling window in his pajamas, sipping coffee.
Song Xiang walked up to him and half-bowed respectfully.
Yan Zhicheng glanced at her and said, "Sit."
Song Xiang nodded and sat down opposite him.
"Did that boy propose to you?"
Song Xiang's eyes widened, "What?"
Yan Zhicheng frowned, "Not yet?"
Song Xiang opened her mouth and waved her hands quickly, "No, we...we are not dating."
Yan Zhicheng was startled for a moment, and then laughed loudly.
"You brat, I thought he was so capable, but he turns out to be so useless."
Song Xiang: "..."
Yan Zhicheng's mood obviously suddenly improved, and a smile appeared on his face, "Then he is chasing you?"
Song Xiang was a little hesitant.
She didn't know whether Yan Han's actions were considered chasing. He didn't say "I like you" to her, but he did a lot.
Seeing her struggling, Yan Zhicheng tightened his eyebrows and put down the coffee cup, "What is he doing? He hasn't chased you seriously?"
Song Xiang: "..."
There should be no serious pursuit.
"Then don't promise him."
"ah?"
Yan Zhicheng turned sideways and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Hang him for a while longer."
Song Xiang:???
"At this time, no matter what you ask him to do, he will not refuse." Yan Zhicheng said.
Song Xiang was shocked, how could a father cheat his son like this?
"I heard that you used to be his secretary?" Yan Zhicheng asked again.
Song Xiang nodded.
"I haven't chased you for five years." Yan Zhicheng clicked his tongue and concluded, "Scumbag."
Song Xiang: "..."
How do you have the courage to call others scumbags after you have made your own marriage like this?
Yan Zhicheng saw her mouth wide open with a ghostly expression, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Don't worry, I don't object to you being together." He said.
Song Xiang was at a loss.
"I'm just reminding you that you should be cautious about marriage." Yan Zhicheng leaned over, picked up the coffee cup, and took a sip. There was a slight coldness between his eyebrows, "This is not a matter of two people, but a matter of two families.
We have to figure it out clearly before we make a decision."
Song Xiang vaguely understood.
"It's getting late. That guy should be almost ready. You can go find him and leave immediately."
Song Xiang wondered, "Why did you ask someone to bring me here?"
Yan Zhicheng: "I have always asked him to bring you to see us before, but he always found various reasons, so I can only invite you myself."
Song Xiang had an epiphany.
Yan Zhicheng snorted coldly, "I thought you didn't want to come, but it turns out he didn't handle it at all. It's embarrassing."
Song Xiang: "..."
"Keep your voice down when you go downstairs, don't wake others up." Yan Zhicheng stood up.
This other person should be An Xuyue.
Letting them leave early in the morning was basically to prevent An Xuyue from making trouble and leaving with them.
So insidious.
Song Xiang glanced at Yan Zhicheng one more time and felt the hair on his back swishing.
After Yan Zhicheng left the door, she followed him out.
Yan Han's man was waiting outside and led her outside.
When I walked to the square, what was waiting was not a helicopter, but a small private jet.