Before I could think of what to do, there was a knock on the door.
The soles of my feet were numb, so I walked to the door with difficulty. As soon as I opened the door, something black rushed towards me.
Song Xiang was startled, unsteady on his feet, and fell directly to the ground.
At the door, Yan Han saw her falling and threw the cat away.
"What's going on? Have you become so timid?"
Song Xiang looked up at him, still stunned.
The black cat tiptoed in from the outside. It was very unhappy to be abandoned by Shun Han. It walked around Song Xiang twice and showed its teeth and claws in protest.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "Yan Gou?"
Yan Han was very unhappy with the name of this cat, but he was not the only one with the surname Yan in the world.
"This ugly cat got sick two days ago and was sent to the hospital. Today is just the right day."
"Did you go to pick it up on purpose?" Song Xiang stood up and tried to touch the cat.
The cat ignored her, instead walked to Yanhan's legs and rubbed against Yanhan in a very doggy way.
Yan Han didn't give it any face, so he lifted it up to Song Xiang by the back of its neck. The cat tried to struggle, but was patted by Yan Han, and then it settled down very depressed.
"How could I go out of my way to pick it up? Only girlfriends get this kind of treatment."
Song Xiang was full of negative emotions, but when she saw him, she couldn't help but show a good face.
"Did you come back specifically to see me?" She petted the cat.
Yan Han held the cat in one hand and led her downstairs with one hand, "If I don't come back, when do you plan to have lunch?"
Song Xiang looked at the clock and didn't expect that it was already half past twelve. A servant had called her just now. She was too nervous at the time and only said she wasn't hungry.
They sat down at the dining table together, and Yan Han kept bringing her food. She had no appetite anymore, so she could only stuff it down.
Opposite me, Yan Han looked at the corners of her lips that were unconsciously lowered and her drooped eyelids. When she raised her eyes slightly, her eyes were full of irritability and gloom.
I knew it well and didn't expose her.
"Don't go to the company these two days, rest at home."
Song Xiang was worried that if she didn't go, she might not be able to accept the other party's blackmail, which would easily anger the other party.
But then I thought about it, it would be a good time to test the other person and see how much the person behind him weighs.
"good."
When Yan Han saw her nodding, he took a meatball and stuffed it into her mouth, "Eat more, you have lost weight recently."
"Isn't it good to lose weight? There is no need to lose weight."
Yan Han: "Hold your hands."
Song Xiang: "..."
She glanced at him and chewed the meatballs in her mouth hard.
After the meal, Yan Han didn't eat much, and he kept feeding her the whole time.
Song Xiang was tired from eating, so he left the dining table and rested on the sofa.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and his phone suddenly vibrated.
She raised it and took a look.
——Mr. Song, please transfer 1 million to the previous account before six o'clock tomorrow, otherwise, we will have to let the people of the country say a few words of justice.
The fingertips trembled.
Suddenly, there was more strength on my shoulders.
Yan Han hugged her from behind, "What are you looking at?"
Song Xiang subconsciously put away his hand, "It's nothing."
"Are you okay this afternoon?"
"Wouldn't it be better to stay with you?" He turned his face and kissed her earlobe gently, but his eyes were clear.
If Song Xiang wasn't nervous, he would have discovered that something was wrong with him.
"Don't be lazy." She smiled and joked with him.
Yan Han pursed his thin lips into a thin line and stared at her closely, "You don't look good."
"Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
"Is there anything else?"
"No!" he subconsciously retorted.
Yan Han nodded, his smile without warmth, "That's good."