The group photo was not taken, but the severe cold did not stop either.
Later in the night, the two of them slept on the same bed. Song Xiang leaned next to him and fell asleep in a daze, but she could hear him calling various people.
It was three or four o'clock in the morning, and the people who received the call were probably going crazy. Except for Li Ying, who woke up in a second and then said a serious blessing, everyone else was on the verge of crying. Lu Zechen started scolding him.
Time is going crazy, I have to eat severe cold dog food in the middle of the night, and I have the desire to kill.
The joys and sorrows of the world are incomprehensible, and strict coldness cannot control him too much. The joy he is filled with must be shared by others, otherwise he will suffocate to death.
The phone call lasted until five o'clock. They didn't have to wait for them to return to the imperial capital. Half of the circle knew about it.
If Song Xiang hadn't held him back, I was really afraid that he would have given Yan Zhenting a beating and he would have died.
The night passed, and at nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Han was still sleeping. As soon as Song Xiang got up, she received a video call from An Xuyue, and sitting next to her was Yan Zhicheng, who looked unhappy.
"Daughter-in-law, I heard that you are getting married?"
Song Xiang:???
Where did the rumor come from?!
Her eyes widened and she quickly explained, but An Xuyue didn't believe it at all.
Yan Zhicheng snorted and mocked: "Your son is not that efficient. You think too much."
Song Xiang: "..."
In the video, the two started to argue again, and halfway through the argument, the phone was thrown away.
It was early in the morning, and Song Xiang was worried that he would hear something he shouldn't, so he hurriedly closed the door.
The cooperation with Changhong was basically confirmed. Ding Fan came over in the morning and looked at Song Xiang with a warm look in his eyes.
Song Xiang thought of her sudden departure yesterday and roughly understood that she was bribed by Yan Han.
A little embarrassed, she asked Ding Fan to take the people back first, and she would wait until Yan Han woke up.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, Yan Han slowly woke up. After washing, he hugged Song Xiang Niwai.
"Shall we go out for a walk?"
Song Xiang thought for a while, "Aren't you going back?"
"After playing here for two days, returning to the imperial capital will be a hassle." Yan Han said.
Song Xiang leaned in his arms, "How about going to see the sea?"
"I'll go tomorrow. I'll go shopping with you today."
Song Xiang was surprised and didn't understand why the shopping mall came first.
Yan Han didn't think much about it. He just felt that when those around him fell in love, they had to accompany their girlfriends to buy clothes and bags. Song Xiang had to have what others had.
He urged Song Xiang to change clothes. He didn't even eat lunch in the hotel. He drove Song Xiang himself to the largest shopping mall nearby.
There is no one to follow closely, and Linhai City is remote, so the probability of encountering gossipy paparazzi is not high.
Shopping like an ordinary couple, this feeling is new to both of them.
Yan Han's original intention was to buy something for Song Xiang, but Song Xiang took him to the men's clothing area first.
She saw him wearing a black shirt last time, and she thought it suited him particularly well. When she got up in the morning, she saw that his box was full of white shirts, and she thought she should add two more for him.
The store I chose was considered a big name, but when I walked in, there was no one there.
Song Xiang picked two shirts and pushed Yan Han in to try them on.
Yan Han went in with the clothes, and she went to the tie area upstairs to look at it and picked two pieces.
After going downstairs, Yan Han happened to come out.
The counter sisters all put their feet up and looked around, their eyes glued to Yan Han.
Song Xiang walked in, straightened his collar, and whispered, "A lot of people are looking at you."
Yan Yanhan didn't even glance at her, but stared at her, "Don't worry, I'm yours."