As soon as I entered the door, I was pressed against the door panel.
Song Xiang was helpless, "Why are you so angry?"
Yan Han: "Didn't you say you were going to participate in the re-election of the board of directors?"
The tone of ward rounds.
Song Xiang clicked his tongue, "The board of directors is over, Duan Xiangtian woke up, everyone is happy."
"If everyone is happy, then we have to go out to dinner with him?!"
Song Xiang: "The situation is special..."
"Do you know how far I drove back from Tianjin?!"
"You don't even answer the phone, you are so arrogant!"
"If I don't pick you up, do you still have to stay with him?"
Song Xiang: "..."
It's so noisy, like a big goose.
She raised her head and gave Yan Han a cool look.
After Yan Han finished his accusation, he found that her face was calm and calm, and she was so angry that she felt dizzy.
Song Xiang was not afraid of him now, so she pushed him away and took a leisurely look at something in her bag.
Yan Han was shocked, he went to Jin City for more than ten hours, and her courage swelled?
Song Xiang took out the music box from his bag and held it up, "It's broken."
Yan Han was stunned for a moment, "What?"
"The music box is broken. It seems to be stuck. I don't dare to open it for fear of it falling apart."
She sighed and held her hands in front of him, "Mr. Yan, help me repair it."
Yan Han: "..."
Tsk——
What's wrong with her? Didn't she see that he was angry?
"Why do you bring a music box when you go out?" His tone slowed down significantly.
Song Xiang showed him his bag, "It's big. I packed my things in the morning and just put them in."
Yan Han frowned, cleared his throat, and grabbed the music box.
"You country bumpkin, can you break a music box even if you play with it?"
Song Xiang shrugged, "There's nothing I can do about it, I've never had it before."
This is quite pleasant.
Yan Han's temper went away as quickly as it came. He turned around and sat down on the sofa with his music box.
Song Xiang followed behind and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
As expected, it's a dog. It's easy to fry the hair, but it's even easier to smooth the hair.
"Go get a small screwdriver."
"good."
Song Xiang jumped to get the tool box, and then squatted in front of the coffee table to watch Yan Han open the music box.
The guy who had bared his teeth to bite her just now was now staring at the little thing in his hand with a serious look on his face, more serious than anything else he was doing.
Midway, Yan Han stopped and looked at her, suddenly packed up all the props and went back to the study to repair them.
"Don't bother me."
Song Xiang:???
It's just a music box repair, how come it still creates a sense of mystery?
She curled her lips and went to the kitchen to prepare something to eat.
The phone vibrated, it was a message from Li Ying.
——Mom, are you free at home now? I have something to give you.
Song Xiang wondered what Li Ying could give her.
She replied "I'm free".
——My father is not here, right?
Song Xiang glanced in the direction of the study, "Can't we let him know?"
There was no reply from Li Ying for a long time, and it took a long time before there was any news.
——I don’t know if I can, I’ll have to wait for you to see it.
When she said this, Song Xiang became even more curious.
——You come upstairs to find Ashue, I'll wait for you upstairs.
Song Xiang sent an "ok" emoticon.
Half an hour later, Yan Han didn't make any move out of the room, so she quietly went upstairs.
Li Ying came in a hurry, holding a box in her hand very carefully.
After entering the door, she first gave the things to Song Xiang.
"I think you should take a look at this thing. I don't know if it has any meaning. Anyway, you can do whatever you want."
When Song Xiang heard this, he was extremely confused.
She opened the box and saw that it seemed to be a video tape.