Song Xiang ignored Yan Han's indifference and squeezed directly to sit next to him, "Mr. Yan, tell me if you feel uncomfortable in any way."
Yan Han pursed his lips and looked at her like she was a fool, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
"No." Song Xiang shook his head and said seriously, "I was not good enough in the past."
Yan Han frowned and looked at her face to see what conspiracy she had.
Opposite, Lu Zechen and Gong Shiheng listened in the corner, making intense eye contact.
Song Xiang didn't care about anyone, and said with a smile: "I have been thinking a lot recently, and then I had an epiphany."
Severe cold sweat, eyes taunting: "Why don't you become a monk after enlightenment?"
Song Xiang didn't answer his words, suddenly opened her handbag and took out a few pieces of paper.
"To express my apology, I prepared a birthday gift for you."
Yan Han's expression was complicated, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he looked like he couldn't say anything.
Lu Zechen looked over and said, "Hey, what kind of gift? A birthday present?"
Gong Shiheng smiled and said casually: "I remember Li Han's birthday is in winter."
Stern and cold smile, "Some hypocritical people don't care about preparation in advance."
Song Xiang closed his eyes, raised his hand, and put his fingers in front of Yan Han's lips, "You misunderstood."
Yan Han didn't bother to worry about the misunderstanding. He lowered his eyes and landed on the fingers in front of his lips. He was a little annoyed. What was the meaning of leaving this distance in the middle.
Song Xiang opened a few pieces of paper and smiled brightly, "A Ghost will arrive in half a month. Do you like it?"
Lu Zechen yelled, "What a big deal."
Gong Shiheng was also surprised, "At least five to six million."
This amount of money is nothing to them, but to Song Xiang, it is estimated to be half of his net worth.
Song Xiang held it with both hands, "As long as Mr. Yan is happy, this little money is nothing?"
Yan Han lowered his head to look at the pages, a glimmer of light flashed in his dark eyes, and then he scanned Song Xiang's face up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
"This car is probably the one ordered by Yan Zhenzhen."
Song Xiang: "..."
What a dog, his mind works pretty fast.
"Of course not." She denied it, seriously, "I want to give you a gift, of course I specially ordered it."
Yan Yanhan looked at her with a strange smile, pulling at the corners of his lips to smile, "No merit, no pay, no need."
Song Xiang came closer to him and said, "But I have already bought it."
"You are so smart, do you blame me?" Yan Han didn't even look at her.
Song Xiang insisted, her smile unchanged, "This car cost me half of my net worth."
Yan Han was unmoved at all.
"He doesn't want me to." Lu Zechen suddenly came over, snatched the contract from Song Xiang's hand, glanced up and down, and clicked his tongue, "If a woman gives me a Ghost, I will give it up immediately.
She slept with me."
Song Xiang: "..."
I thank you.
"I remember Li Han had a Ghost before." Gong Shiheng came over and glanced at the contract, "The one before was silver, but this time it seems to be black? It matches well. It's good to use it interchangeably."
Song Xiang was very grateful to Gong Shiheng for speaking, and turned to look at Yan Han again, hoping that he would relax, otherwise she would have no way out.
"You are so anxious to give me a gift, is there something useful for me?" Yan Han suddenly turned his face, his eyes were cold, making people feel that there was no way he could hide the trouble in his heart in front of him.
Song Xiang quickly snatched the contract from Lu Zechen and placed it in Yan Han's hands.
"I don't have any other requirements. It's just that I'm a little short of money right now. I swiped your card when I bought the car..."
Yan Han snorted.
Lu Zechen and Gong Shiheng looked at each other, ready to watch the show.
"Use my money to buy me a gift." Yan Han emphasized this sentence again.
Song Xiang quickly explained: "That's not what I meant. It's just that money is a bit tight right now, so I want to borrow this money from you."
The more she talked, the more unsure she became. She kept staring at Yan Han's side face, fearing that he would fall out.
Yan Han hadn't figured out her intention at first, but when he heard this, he suddenly figured it out.
He crossed his arms across his chest and leaned on the sofa casually, "You borrowed it, not what you spent. That promise of a blank check is kept, right?"
Song Xiang's face froze, her thoughts were revealed by Yan Han, and she was quickly thinking of how to make excuses.
"Bad promise, what do you mean?" Lu Zechen interrupted again, which was very annoying.
Gong Shiheng clicked his tongue, pulled him aside, and said leisurely: "Why do you care so much about two people's secrets?"
Lu Zechen said in a long tone obediently, "Oh——"
Song Xiang was so anxious that she was still singing the double act next to her. She managed to maintain a smile and please Yan Han, "In order to buy you this car, I will not hesitate to risk a 'blank check'. You can't see this sincerity."
?"
Yan Yanhan smiled at her, his smile was sinister and terrifying, "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Song Xiang: "..." I really hope you are a fool.
She was so shocked that her smile froze on her face, and she was at a loss to move forward or retreat for a moment.
Yan Han withdrew his gaze, raised his chin, and changed the subject, "Of course, I think it's not impossible for me to accept this car."
Song Xiang's cool emotions were reignited and he nodded quickly, "You tell me!"