After receiving Rong Zhe's response, Song Xiang nodded, then turned and left.
As soon as she entered the elevator, she found Ji Yu following her.
Deliberately getting rid of the man, she quickly entered the elevator and quickly closed the door. Unexpectedly, Ji Yu ran in regardless of her pregnancy.
It's like a dog-skin plaster.
Song Xiang pursed her lips and ignored it.
"Theoretically, I really shouldn't say these things." Ji Yu was thick-skinned and took the initiative to talk to Song Xiang, saying: "But I really can't figure it out. If Mr. Song's boyfriend is a poor boy, then you are close to Rong.
Sir, you can still understand. But who doesn’t know that your boyfriend is Shun Han, the number one among the younger generation in the capital, isn’t that enough?”
bite--
The elevator door opened and Song Xiang hurried out, not wanting to stay with such a retard for a second.
Ji Yu stepped on her high heels and trotted to keep up. She insisted on continuing: "Or do you think that being a young lady of a rich family is not enough, and you must be a consistent hostess?"
Song Xiang stopped, turned around, and looked steadily at the person behind him.
Ji Yu shut up in time, still smiling, but her aggression was at its maximum.
Song Xiang could feel that she seemed to mean it, otherwise based on her attitude last time, she shouldn't have spoken so categorically.
"Miss Song, it's better to come less often, otherwise Mr. Yan's face will not look good."
I see.
Song Xiang sneered, "You are so defensive."
Just to keep her from coming here and talking nonsense like this.
"Don't worry, I'm not interested in inheriting other people's property. If Miss Ji has time, she might as well take good care of her baby. It's not easy to have a dragon fetus after all the hard work. If she loses it, she will probably cry to death."
After saying that, she ignored the anger in Ji Yu's eyes and turned around to leave.
When I got in the car, I couldn't help but punch the steering wheel hard.
It's really sick that there is such garbage in the world.
She breathed a sigh of relief and fanned herself vigorously.
After her breathing became calmer, she started the car and looked for a place to eat nearby.
Yan Han was not here, and she had no intention of returning to the villa.
…
I wandered outside until nine o'clock, then parked my car at the edge of the square to rest.
The phone rang once, and it was from Yan Han.
This guy probably just landed on the plane, but he sent her a message so quickly.
My mood improved instantly and I leaned back in my chair to reply to the message.
Yan Han: "Has the old guy left?"
Song Xiang: "...Let's go."
He actually remembered it all the way and was concerned about it as soon as he got off the plane.
She found it funny and sent him a series of spitting emoticons.
Yan Han: "Where are you now?"
Song Xiang started the car and said, "Get ready to go home."
"It's nine o'clock, why are you still outside?"
Song Xiang: "..."
Sure enough, people born in the year of dog are very sensitive.
She didn't lie, she told the truth, she went to see Rong Boye.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Han sent a voice message.
"God can't stand it any longer. Sooner or later he will be taken in."
Song Xiang frowned, "Why do you say that?"
"If he never appears in front of you again, I won't even bother to talk about him."
Song Xiang pouted and drove to Zijin Jiayue.
Yan Han paused for a moment, probably still on the way.
Song Xiang asked him: "When will you come back?"
They had been together for the past few days, and she was a little uncomfortable with him suddenly going on a business trip.
Yan Han replied to her after a while: "Miss me?"
Song Xiang sent a "cat nodding" emoticon with one hand.
As soon as the message was successfully sent, Yan Han received a call.
She quickly stopped the car on the side of the road and answered his call immediately.
"If I had known you couldn't live without me, I would have taken you with me."