"Why didn't you give it away this year? Is it because that bitch discovered it?" An Xuyue asked.
Rong Boye raised his eyes and looked at her, "You really want me to give it to you?"
An Xuyue was speechless, lowered her head and stuffed a mouthful of food, swallowed hard, and whispered: "It's best to piss him off!"
Rong Boye: "..."
"Mr. Rong, do you drink sour plum juice?"
Song Xiang saw the strange conversation between them and was worried that there was something going on between them, so he subconsciously talked too much and interrupted their conversation.
Rong Boye glanced at her and said, "Give me a drink."
"good!"
Song Xiang was overjoyed and took out a glass of the sour plum juice he just bought. He tied the straw carefully before handing it over.
"I'm bored in the car, let's go for a walk." An Xuyue put down the food box, opened the car door, and jumped out in the blink of an eye.
Song Xiang quickly put down his things and followed, not forgetting to talk to Rong Boye, "Mr. Rong, do you want to come with us?"
Rong Boye nodded, leaned over to avoid the roof and got out of the car.
The night market was busy, and the three of them were so eye-catching that they were looked at by the boss at every stall they went to.
An Xuyue walked in front, and Song Xiang and Rong Boye walked in the back, basically responsible for carrying things.
After buying large meat skewers, Song Xiang and An Xuyue each took a pack and subconsciously handed a skewer to Rong Boye.
Rong Boye didn't hesitate and took Song Xiang's call.
An Xuyue tilted her head and wondered, "What's wrong with you? Why are you treated differently? Are you familiar with my daughter-in-law?"
Rong Boye took a bite of meat, his posture was dignified, and he swallowed it before speaking.
"Well, she's prettier than you."
Song Xiang: "..."
"Nonsense!" An Xuyue stamped her feet and pointed at her face very seriously, "My face has been ranked among the top 200 in the world!"
As soon as she said that, the stall owner looked over at her. He was startled when he saw her, and he most likely recognized her.
Rong Boye frowned, stretched out his hand to pull her, and quickly walked to the side.
Followed by a bunch of bodyguards, responsible for the aftermath.
Song Xiang trotted to follow, and heard Rong Boye call An Xuyue mercilessly: "Top two hundred in the world? That was twenty years ago."
An Xuyue: "Now I am beautiful too!"
"Auntie, you are very beautiful. Mr. Rong is joking with you." Song Xiang came up to smooth things over.
An Xuyue pursed her lips, looked at her, and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to rub her face, "Forget it, I'm not blind, you do look better than me now."
After saying that, he took a bite of the meat skewers and cursed, "It's all Yan Zhicheng's fault!"
Song Xiang: "..."
It's really all Yan Zhicheng's fault.
"Do you want to eat anything else?" Song Xiang asked.
An Xuyue nodded continuously, "I haven't found the baked bean skin yet."
"If you go out again, you will be on the hot search tomorrow." Rong Boye said calmly.
"It doesn't matter. My fans are so idle that they're almost bored. It's good to find something for them to do." An Xuyue smacked her lips and stepped forward to find her target.
Song Xiang's phone vibrated twice, she turned around and took a casual look.
It's from severe cold.
——Who are you with?
You must have known this tone.
Song Xiang didn't want to hide it from him, and Yan Song probably reported it just now.
"He's looking for you?" Rong Boye's voice came from behind.
Song Xiang turned around and smiled, "It's getting late, so he's a little worried about me."
Rong Boye snorted lightly, a bit scornful.
Song Xiang thought about the scene when he and Yan Han met for the first time, and wondered why some people were born with each other.
She picked up her phone and wanted to send a message to Yan Han. Suddenly, a bright light came over her.