If you have to be angry about everything, you will be angry for many years.
Song Xiang felt that Yan Han's words were useful. In their current situation, she had no choice but to retreat. If they wanted to make each other feel comfortable, she would have to let go of the past.
Feeling aggrieved, I got into Yan Han's car and didn't give him a good face.
When we arrived at the company, Ding Fan had already arrived.
After listening to Ding Fan's report, she suddenly stopped Ding Fan before he went out.
"Sister Fan, did you and your husband have any conflicts before you got married?"
Ding Fan raised his eyebrows and immediately realized that his boss was having emotional problems.
"Of course I have."
Song Xiang hesitated, thought for a moment, and said, "I have a friend."
Ding Fan: "..." Make friends out of nothing.
Song Xiang looked at her face and said: "My friend had a crush on someone before, but he hurt her quite badly. Now he comes back to her and treats her quite well. She is a bit... um...
confused."
Ding Fan: "A good horse never turns back, where did the dog man die before?"
Song Xiang: "Maybe he has never been in love, so... he doesn't have much experience."
Ding Fan curled his lips, "Then is he pursuing your...friend now?"
Song Xiang frowned, "What does chasing mean?"
"Let me confess my love with flowers and wine."
Song Xiang: "...not yet."
Ding Fan stared, "Then what do you want him for?"
Song Xiang moved, "We haven't reached that point yet."
Ding Fan rolled his eyes, "Where are we now?"
Song Xiang thought for a while and said: "He recently stayed at my...my friend's house."
"Taking advantage of the house?" Ding Fan was shocked and clapped his hands, "Forget about being a scumbag, why are you still stingy and taking advantage of women?"
Song Xiang was anxious, "No! It's a special situation, he has to protect her!"
Ding Fan took a breath and shook his head, "It must be poisonous. I believe all these ridiculous reasons. You...your friend...are you too naive?"
Song Xiang: "..."
I had known better not to ask, but now I feel even worse.
She leaned back on the chair and pursed her lips.
Ding Fan glanced at her and laughed, "Mr. Song, you don't seem to hate him very much."
"What?"
"You keep defending him." Ding Fan shrugged.
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, looked up at Ding Fan, and then realized what she meant by what she just said.
My face felt hot, I raised my hand to cover my mouth and coughed several times.
Ding Fan sighed and said: "Life is short, and you are a fool to think about the future. You can't change the past, and you can't interfere with the future. Happiness is real now."
She glanced at Song Xiang and then said: "I have a sister who has been married and divorced three or five times, and they are still full of illusions about love. Not to mention you...ahem...that friend of yours?"
Song Xiang bit her lip and thought it made sense.
"Besides, that man is definitely a good boy now. Let's take advantage of this moment to enjoy his love. When his love is gone, we will pack up and leave."
Song Xiang burst into laughter, feeling that this statement was so simple and crude that she could not find a reason to refute it.
Ding Fan said enough, patted the table and went out.
Song Xiang was left alone in the office, turning his chair back and forth until he was dizzy and unable to make up his mind.
It was nearly nine o'clock when a call came in.
"Hello--"
"Song Xiang, it's me."
Um?
Song Xiang picked up the phone and saw that it was Duan Ge.
She thought Duan was in trouble again, so she couldn't help but straighten up and asked, "Is something wrong?"