Yan Han was on a business trip, Gu Lian was nowhere to be found, and the two people closest to her in Didu and Song Xiang were gone, leaving her with only the company and her home.
Fortunately, it's only two days.
She went to the construction site to have a look and passed by the first day.
The next morning, she went to the construction site. Unexpectedly, she met Yan Zhenzhen as soon as she arrived.
Before the workers started working, Yan Zhenzhen had already made a lot of demands, all of which were embarrassing.
Song Xiang signaled the workers to ignore him and entered the mobile home alone. Sure enough, Yan Zhenzhen followed him quickly.
"I didn't realize before that you are really capable. Even if you hooked up with Yan Han, you can even hook up with Rong Boye?"
Song Xiang had no expression on his face as he picked up the teapot and poured water.
Yan Zhenzhen stood behind her and said to herself: "I heard that Rong Boye is almost fifty. If you stay with him, it will be more useful than staying with Yan Han. You don't have to endure it for half your life. You can inherit it in three to five years."
It’s a legacy.”
Song Xiang put down the cup and turned around.
Yan Zhenzhen crossed her arms across her chest with a provocative expression, "What's wrong? Did I tell you right?"
Song Xiang walked to the door and closed the door naturally.
"At the groundbreaking ceremony the day before yesterday, there was a problem with the mobile home. Is it your fault?"
Yan Zhenzhen looked at the manicure on her hand with a leisurely attitude, "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"
Song Xiang: "No, you are Miss Yan. What can I do to you?"
Yan Zhenzhen hummed, "Stop talking nonsense, the debt between us will slowly settle..."
Song Xiang walked to her original place and poured a cup of scalding tea. The person behind her was still talking when she suddenly turned around.
Without giving any chance to react, she suddenly raised her hand and poured a cup of hot tea onto Yan Zhenzhen.
ah--
A scream.
Yan Zhenzhen instantly felt violent and wanted to reach out and touch her back, but was too painful to straighten her waist.
Song Xiang put down the tea cup and turned around coldly.
She still remembered how Yan Zhenzhen had someone hit her with a motorcycle. At that time, her face was injured.
"If I were you, starting from what happened with Louis, you should learn to stay away from me."
When Yan Zhenzhen heard "Louis", she shouted even louder, a completely crazy roar.
Song Xiang covered his ears with his hands and took two leisurely steps back.
"Bitch! You are looking for death!"
Yan Zhenzhen struggled to stand up, rushed over, grabbed the kettle, and threw it directly in Song Xiang's direction.
Bang! The door was kicked open from the outside.
The kettle didn't hit Song Xiang, but fell on the visitor's leg.
Ning Yiqun opened the door, followed by a group of bodyguards, including Yan Zhenting for Yan Zhenzhen and Yan Han for Song Xiang.
Everyone witnessed Yan Zhenzhen smashing the kettle at Song Xiang. Song Xiang was unharmed, but Yan Zhenzhen's neck was covered in red, which was obviously a burn.
Song Xiang leaned against the table and pursed her lips towards Ning Yiqun, "Why don't you take her with you?"
Ning Yiqun reacted and hurried forward to help Yan Zhenzhen. Yan Zhenzhen was almost unconscious in pain, but he was still insulting Song Xiang, and even said the words "kill her".
Song Xiang looked calm, watching her being taken out, and she was about to leave herself.
Yan Zhenting's bodyguard blocked her way, "Miss Song, you have to explain clearly."
"If you don't explain, I won't be able to leave?"
The bodyguard was speechless and looked up. There were many people on the other side.
They are all members of the Yan family. If they take action, it will be hard to explain when they get back.
Song Xiang looked around, spread his hands and said: "There is no surveillance here, but you should have seen it when I opened the door just now. I am the victim."