Song Xiang walked in before Director Liang could speak, "Director Liang, your wife just made several phone calls..."
"Private matters will be dealt with after the meeting. Don't you understand this?"
Song Xiang still had a smile on her face, "Mrs. Liang seems to be in a hurry and asked you to go to Hengtai Apartment..."
Halfway through her words, Director Liang's eyes flashed and his aggressive aura retreated.
Seeing this, Xue Mi quickly pushed the dining cart in and said, "Dr. Liang, why don't you go see your wife first? You have worked hard enough for Mrs. Yan. It's already dinner time, so you should take a rest."
The group of senior executives next to them were almost nervous. When they got the opportunity, they quickly followed Xue Mi's words and gave them a few words of advice.
Director Liang calmed down his momentum and turned to Yan Han, "Mr. Yan, that's all I said, Lao Liang. I don't want to cause trouble for you. Logically speaking, you and my son are..."
Halfway through his words, Yan Shuanghan turned his face and glared at him coldly.
Director Liang subconsciously stopped talking, and when he realized it, he felt that he was intimidated by the aura of a junior, and his face was a bit ugly.
Just as he was about to argue again, Song Xiang had already walked up to Yan Han.
"Dr. Liang, please lend me Mr. Yan for a while. You have to go see your wife. You can't let Mr. Yan see my girlfriend, right?"
A group of senior executives around him made jokes, which really broke the atmosphere.
Director Liang had no choice but to glance across Song Xiang's face, snorted heavily, turned around and left the conference room.
Song Xiang greeted the senior executives and calmly held Yan Han's hand.
Yan Han stood up, led her out of the conference room, and strode toward the office.
Song Xiang trotted all the way to catch up and entered the door. Before she could close the door, Yan Han had already smashed an ashtray.
Bang! The sound echoed throughout the floor.
Song Xiang quickly closed the door, walked forward, and hugged the man from behind.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry."
She could feel the rise and fall of Yan Han's chest, and she was obviously angry.
Yan Zhenting was really unethical in what he did this time. He first brought Xu Shuyan to the imperial capital and played a psychological war on them, and then brought up the matter of Director Liang, which made Yan Han unhappy.
Yan Han closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and held the woman's hand at his waist.
"Why are you here?"
Song Xiang pressed her face against his back, remained silent for a moment, and said, "I'll bring you lunch."
Yan Han turned around and hugged her into his arms, "You have been annoyed enough these past two days, there is no need..."
"I won't be bothered anymore." Song Xiang shook his head and looked up at him, "I will learn to digest the worry of 'mom', and I won't be the same as before every time."
Mourning is really hard.
Yan Han lowered his head and rubbed the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose, "Is it suddenly so powerful?"
Song Xiang smiled and hugged him tightly.
At six o'clock in the morning, he left her side quietly.
At that time, she suddenly remembered that the person sleeping next to her was Yan Han. He had such a dazzling halo and had made such incredible efforts.
If she has to rely on him to digest her emotions, then what role does she have, she can only drag him down.
"Eat first."
She got out of his arms and pulled him to sit down at the table.
When you open the box, you will find all exquisite dishes.
Yan Han raised his eyes and looked at her, "Why don't you do it yourself?"
Song Xiang shook his head, "You are already tired enough, and you still have to eat what I cooked for lunch. That would be too miserable."
Yan Han: "I'm happy to eat it."
Song Xiang smiled, "I'll make it for you when I go back tonight. I also learned how to make a thick egg roast last time, so I should be able to succeed."