Song Xiang sat, not talking about her own business, silently putting away the dishes and preparing to go to the lounge to heat them up.
Yan Han glanced at her several times and snorted coldly when he found that she didn't speak.
"There's no need to criticize Huai." Yan Zhenzhen thought that Yan Han's expression was directed at her, so she stood up angrily, "It's just a small contract of 10 million, it's not even worth your car, there's no need to follow me
Is it so serious?"
Yan Han saw Song Xiang getting up with the dishes, but he didn't treat her as an insider at all.
"It's just a 10 million contract that needs to be approved by the board of directors?" His tone was cold and merciless, "Don't follow the example of your mother and treat others as fools."
Yan Zhenzhen's beautiful eyes widened, she didn't expect Yan Han to speak so carelessly, her mother was the old man's legal wife after all.
Song Xiang walked past Yan Zhenzhen carrying the dishes and couldn't help but curl her lips. Yan Gou's temper was cute at this time.
The atmosphere in the room was awkward, so she carried the dishes out with a calm face, and even hummed a song twice without holding back.
When she went to heat up the food, the atmosphere in the office was still tense, with Yan Han sitting arrogantly and everyone else standing.
"You're not going to sign anyway, are you?" Yan Zhenzhen's face turned blue with anger, and she glared at Yan Han fiercely.
Yan Han watched Song Xiang bring the dishes to the floor-to-ceiling window, place them neatly one by one, and sniffed hard.
He ignored Yan Zhenzhen's anger and stood up and walked towards Song Xiang.
"Why aren't the shrimps peeled?"
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, a little helpless, "Auntie gave it to me, I just saw it."
Yan Han sat down in front of her, crossed his arms across his chest, and said in a young master's manner, "You come and peel it off."
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and was about to sit down and take action when he suddenly felt something was wrong and turned around to find several pairs of eyes staring at them.
She couldn't help but glance at Yan Han, hoping that he would deal with Yan Zhenzhen first.
Yan Han received her gaze and frowned, "Hurry up, I'm hungry."
Song Xiang had no choice but to sit down and peel the shrimps with all kinds of complicated eyes on his back.
The Yan family's chefs were so good that she managed to peel one and subconsciously put it in her mouth.
Yan Han knocked on the table hard.
Song Xiang reacted and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment.
It’s just a shrimp, so Mr. Yan shouldn’t take it too seriously.
They interacted with each other as if no one else was around. Yan Zhenzhen stood aside, her arms shaking with anger. She couldn't help but kicked the coffee table open and walked away.
Yan Han snorted softly, "You really treat yourself as a human being."
Xue Mi and others looked at each other and stepped back knowingly.
Wen Xin had been staring at Song Xiang ever since she was severely punished. Until everyone left, she was still stuck in her own emotions.
"What are you still standing for?" Yan Han suddenly turned around, his tone was very unkind.
Wen Xin trembled, her tears couldn't be held back instantly, and she trotted out of the office.
Song Xiang clicked his tongue, looked at Yan Han's face, and wanted to take the opportunity to change the topic of last night.
"The little girl is thin-skinned. Mr. Yan should be more reserved when speaking."
"She is thin-skinned, and you are thick-skinned. You owe me a lot of debt and still have the nerve to eat from my family." Yan Han leaned back and looked at Song Xiang across from him with ridicule.
Song Xiang peeled off a shrimp and threw it into Yan Han's plate with a smile on his face.
"Don't worry, I will pay you back the money I owe you one day."
Yan Han leaned sideways, pressed his elbows on the edge of the chair, and pulled half of his lips, "There's no point in going around in circles with me."
Song Xiang paused in the action of peeling shrimps and said nothing.
"You vomited all over me last night, how do you count?" Yan Han asked.
Song Xiang was heartbroken, stopped peeling shrimps, and faced Yan Han with a smile, "Mr. Yan, if you don't do anything inappropriate, I won't spit on you."
"What are you pretending to be?" Yan Han glanced at her and said coolly: "You wore that outfit yesterday, how dare you tell me that you didn't mean to seduce me?"
Song Xiang's face turned pale, he raised his head and said bluntly: "I want you to see me in a better mood, but I don't want you to have fun with me."
"Just for fun, do you think you can fool me?" Yan Han dismissed it.
"You will feel better if I let you sleep with me once?" Song Xiang picked up the chopsticks and picked up the food for herself.
Yan Han pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his eyes flashing with aggression, "You let me finish sleeping, and I'll feel it."
Sleep with you!
Song Xiang gritted his teeth and mentally scolded the dressed beast opposite him as "Xiang", and the smile on his face could no longer be stretched.
"You've been feeling this for five years, do you want to try again?"
"You know the taste after eating the marrow. You left at the wrong time." The dog man spoke straightforwardly and had no idea what a face was.
Song Xiang was furious, thinking that in the past few months, Yan Han had always troubled her for nothing, and he was obviously tired of it. Now that she had just left, this bitch started to make trouble for her again.
Sure enough, human nature is base!
Yan Han saw something wrong with her expression and asked, "Have you thought about whether she will sleep with you or not?"
Song Xiang put down his chopsticks and stood up with a distorted smile on his face, "In this life... don't even think about it."