An Xuyue is a typical person who is not in the world, but her legend is everywhere in the world.
Although she has been out of the spotlight for many years, she still shows up once or twice a year and maintains her popularity very well. For her birthday, the major media have already reserved a special section, so the popularity is just right.
Yan Han, as the only son of her and Yan Zhicheng, naturally received another wave of attention. So two days ago, the video of the hospital was picked up during the incense ceremony, and it quickly became a hot search topic.
Compared to An Xuyue, Song Xiang is the real Cinderella. The story is inspiring and makes people jealous, and there are a lot of negative notices.
Fortunately, Song Xiang's heart has been trained, and he can take these words as a joke.
"Am I pregnant?"
On the day she went to Qincheng, before getting on the plane, Song Xiang read a dark notice that suspected that she had taken her son into power, and she was very depressed.
Yan Han glanced at her and teased her, "Want one?"
Song Xiang pouted and said, "No."
"Why?"
"It's not allowed to get pregnant before marriage."
Yan Han raised his eyebrows, "Is this a hint?"
Song Xiang blushed and wanted to explain, but it happened to be her turn for security check, so she had to stop talking first.
Then we boarded the plane, the time was a bit urgent, and the two of them didn't even have a chance to talk.
As soon as she boarded the plane and sat down, Yan Han wanted to continue teasing her, but when he glanced around, he caught a glimpse of the person sitting next to him.
The corners of his lips were slightly lowered and he glanced at Yan Song.
Yan Song lowered his head and said, "Master, I'm sorry, we've booked the first class flight, but there's just a... little trouble."
Song Xiang was surprised and glanced to the side. The other person's face was covered with a magazine, and his face was not exposed at all.
When Yan Song chartered a flight, even if he met someone who booked the tickets in advance, he would definitely spend a lot of money on him. If he could support the Yan family's financial resources, the other party would probably not be short of money.
She patted the back of Yan Han's hand to indicate that it was nothing.
"Just a stranger."
Yan Han stared at the other person without moving his eyes. Looking at Yan Song's expression just now, he felt that something was going on.
Opposite, the man covered with a magazine stretched, and the magazine fell down from his face.
Song Xiang saw Yan Han's face turn cold, turned around and was stunned immediately.
"Doctor Xiang?"
Xiangshu opened his eyes lazily, propped up his chin and looked in their direction.
"Oh, what a coincidence."
Song Xiang was dumbfounded.
With a stern and cold face, "..."
The ghost lingers!
The atmosphere is awkward.
Song Xiang sat up straight and smoothed things over, "Did Doctor Xiang also go to Qincheng?"
"Yes, I have a patient to see."
Yan Han: "Doctor Xiang just sent away a patient, don't you plan to take a rest?"
The corner of Song Xiang's mouth twitched, thinking about the day they met, Xiang Shuyi said that the patient he saw "died". It seemed to be true, and it was quite famous, otherwise Yan Han wouldn't know about it.
Xiang Shuyi said calmly, "I can't afford to rest if I'm not as wealthy as Mr. Yan."
After saying that, he blinked at Song Xiang again, "Mr. Song, today is very different from usual."
Song Xiang wore a baseball uniform today and a beret on her head. Her slightly curly hair was scattered behind her back. She had bright makeup and lavender sunglasses on her face. She looked trendy and youthful.
Before going out, Yan Han also looked at her twice. She was quite happy at the time. Being praised by Xiang Shuyi, she felt that the air pressure around Yan Han had changed. She laughed dryly and hurried away.
Xiang Shuyi's gaze turned towards Yan Han.
Yan Yanhan pulled a face, stood up suddenly, and said to Song Xiang, "Sit inside."
Song Xiang: "..."
Childish ghost.
She wanted to laugh in her heart, but with a serious look on her face, she quickly sat inside.