Chapter 611: Sooner or later, I will kill everyone in the world with the surname Duan
Song Xiang took the initiative to make lunch for him. Not to mention the seemingly safe food, she just made an unprecedented biochemical weapon today, and even Yan Han could swallow it without changing her expression.
He ate a piece of potato with her hand, and he couldn't even find an adjective for the emotion that filled his chest. He just stared at her intently, really wanting to swallow her up too.
Song Xiang noticed his gaze, laughed dryly, and quickly took his hand back.
After carrying soup and noodles out, Yan Han followed her with one hand in his pocket.
They both sat down, and she put a smiling face on the opposite side, thinking about how to speak.
Yan Han also understands that being courteous for nothing is either adultery or theft.
He was not in a hurry, he would wait for her to please him for a while before talking.
"I also cleaned up the room for you." Song Xiang took the initiative to report his performance.
Yan Han raised his eyebrows and looked at the woman with shining eyes across from him.
He nodded casually without giving her a response.
Song Xiang pouted and deliberately pushed the soup in front of him, trying to attract some of his attention.
The corners of Yanhan's lips rose, "The soup tastes too strong."
Song Xiang was confused, "Is it heavy...?"
Yan Han took a spoonful of soup and put it to her lips, "Try it."
Song Xiang glanced at the soup and hesitated.
Yan Han pushed it forward a little further.
Song Xiang had no choice but to open his mouth.
After trying it, it tasted very good. It was rare for her to perform so steadily.
"I'll pay attention next time."
Yan Han put down his spoon and clicked his tongue, "My shoulders are a little sore."
Song Xiang: "I'll press it for you."
After saying that, he stood up immediately.
"Too light."
"oh……"
"Too heavy."
Song Xiang: "..."
She was not stupid, she really wanted to give him a slap in the face. Thinking of An Xuyue's slap on Yan Zhicheng, she couldn't help but raise her hand and try to make a gesture.
Forget it, if this really happens, it will be a meal in vain.
Yan Han leaned on the chair, closed his eyes comfortably, and raised his head. As long as he opened his eyes, he could see Song Xiang's face.
"Can you ask me something?"
Song Xiang's eyes lit up, "Yes!"
"explain."
Song Xiang cleared his throat and considered his tone, "Have you ever collected Duan's loose shares?"
Yan Han frowned, understood instantly, and closed his eyes the next second.
"No."
Song Xiang: "..."
Yan Han really didn't expect that she had been busy for a long time just to help Duan Ge.
When he took over the Duan family's shares, his original purpose was to make Duan Ge unhappy and wait for an opportunity to strike.
It's good now, that kid caught Song Xiang, as if he had obtained the wealth code from him, and came out every once in a while.
"Mrs. Duan said that as long as you vote, she will give away 3% of the shares for free after the event is completed."
"How much money should I give her?"
Song Xiang: "Don't give up."
Yan Han's temples tightened, and he forgot that Song Xiang was a money addict.
He took a deep breath and stood his ground, "No!"
Song Xiang gritted his teeth, changed his face instantly, and sat opposite him again.
"Okay, then spit out what you eat."
Severe cold:???
He sat up straight and stared coldly at the woman opposite.
She really has the ability to make him happy one second and make him mad to death the next.
Song Xiang blinked, realizing that Yan Han was in something wrong, and she suddenly smiled again.
"I was kidding you!"
Yan Han: "..."
Oh.
He snorted heavily and turned away, "The share contract is in the drawer."
Song Xiang was overjoyed and was about to get up.
Yan Han suddenly stretched out his hand, crossed half of the small table, and grabbed her wrist.