Gu Lian was born arrogant and had never had anything nice to say to Lu Zechen's group of bad friends, but today he spoke up for Yan Han.
"He treats you like this. If you sink further, you will really not be worthy of him."
It was like a heavy punch, hitting Song Xiang hard in the chest. The pain left Song Xiang speechless, but it also gave her brain a chance to function.
Gu Lian turned his back to her and said: "People can't be too greedy. I can understand the hardships you have experienced since you were a child. No one can accept the sins of your parents. But does it mean that if your father made a mistake, you will have to suffer the consequences for the rest of your life?"
Crucified to death on this matter?”
"You are miserable. I am much more miserable than you. God has no mercy on them and sends a severe cold to each of them."
Song Xiang was speechless, raised his head, and looked at Gu Lian with drooped eyelids.
Gu Lian turned around and met her gaze, "No matter whether he will marry you or not, or whether he will love you in the future, he can do this for you now. There is really no one else. What man would do this for me?"
, I would be happy to lose ten years of my life.”
Song Xiang cried and laughed, her tears overflowing uncontrollably.
"Sister Lian..."
"Be obedient, don't bother yourself. If you feel bad, he won't be any better. You don't know how unpleasant the outside world is. Among the group of rich kids who went to Gemdale, none of them were waiting to see his jokes. He was standing at the altar.
You've been up there for so long, if you accidentally fall down, you're not allowed to be trampled to death?"
With a bang, it was a real enlightenment.
Song Xiang trembled all over. Just thinking about that scene, the cells in his body started to jump.
"What time is it?"
Gu Lian rolled his eyes and glanced at his phone, "It's almost six o'clock."
Song Xiang stood up on the sofa and said hoarsely: "I'll go up and take a shower."
Seeing that she was awake, Gu Lian breathed a sigh of relief, "Can I?"
"Can."
Gu Lian didn't move, watching her staggering up the stairs, she sent a message to Yan Han.
The other side responded quickly: Thank you.
Tsk tsk.
Damn it, I actually got a thank you from Yan Han.
She shook her head and glanced upstairs, feeling inexplicably sour.
I grabbed a handful of hair and went out to ask the housekeeper to call the servants in.
upstairs
Song Xiang entered the room, took a quick shower, changed her clothes, and put on light makeup.
When she sat down in front of the dressing table, she realized how bad her complexion was. She looked like a ghost.
If she were a man, she would also be disgusted.
I clicked my tongue and changed to a darker shade of lipstick.
It's past seven o'clock, and Yan Han hasn't come back yet.
The dinner downstairs was getting hotter and hotter, but there was no movement in the yard.
She told her housekeeper that she wanted to make a call and repeatedly stated that she would not be affected by online comments, so she asked the housekeeper to turn off the blocking device.
As soon as the call came through, the call was answered immediately.
"Did you have dinner?"
There was a pause, "No."
Song Xiang: "Then I'll send it to you."
"Need not."
Song Xiang's eyes flickered, a little disappointed, worried that he might be angry, she was indeed quite annoying these days.
"I'll go back and eat." Yan Han continued.
Song Xiang was stunned, then reacted and said "oh" quickly.
I put down the phone, hurried downstairs, told the housekeeper my request, and entered the cooking room.
The housekeeper was aware of her cooking skills, so he didn't feel at ease and asked someone to keep an eye on her.
"Don't worry, I'll have someone watch from outside, and the young master will report to you as soon as he comes back."
Song Xiang smiled and felt much more relaxed. He was thinking about things while preparing the ingredients.