Yan Han pinched Song Xiang's chin with one hand and gently tapped the corner of her mouth with his fingertips.
Is it... oil stain?
"What were you doing just now?" he asked.
Song Xiang licked his mouth, "I just ate something, I'm a little hungry."
Yan Han took a breath, "Why don't you call me?"
"I'll fight!" Song Xiang took a step back and raised his hand as if to swear, "If you can't get through, I'll ask Ashue to contact you."
Yan Han: "How many times did you hit him?"
Song Xiang: "...four times?"
"No! Five...five times!"
Yan Han: "..."
A heartless woman, he felt like he was on fire every minute and every second, but luckily for her, after making four or five phone calls, she actually started eating with peace of mind!
Forget it, she was hungry after all.
After thinking about it, I didn't want to worry about such details with her for the time being.
Song Xiang laughed twice, and seeing that his expression was okay, he took the initiative to hold his hand and shook it.
"How did you find this place?"
Yan Han grimaced, "I used my brain to find it."
Song Xiang: "..."
Cheapskate.
She curled her lips and glanced behind him, just in time to see Xiao Sheng and Gong Shiheng.
"Captain Xiao, Brother Shiheng, why are you here?"
"If something happens to you, Mr. Yan will go everywhere looking for you. Unfortunately for us, we just happened to be caught." Xiao Sheng said.
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I kept you busy. I guess you didn't have a rest all night?"
"Fortunately, seeing that you are safe makes us feel at ease." Gong Shiheng had a gentle attitude and was as talkative as ever.
Xiao Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at him, "Is Mr. Gong usually so helpful?"
Gong Shiheng: "..."
Guessing that she didn't have anything nice to say, he smiled, surrendered consciously, and shut up.
Song Xiang saw that the atmosphere between them was strange, so she stopped talking and looked at Yan Han again.
Yan Han held her hand and said, "Follow me."
Only then did Song Xiang remember that she and Rong Boye were having dinner just now, so it was inappropriate to leave like this.
Moreover, she also had an idea. Although it was ridiculous, she wanted to ask.
"Not for now."
"What?" Yan Han frowned and glanced out of the French window.
Half are his people, and half are Rong Boye's people.
When he entered the house just now, he didn't even enter the main house. He was directly invited to this so-called living room.
The other party's attitude was obviously unwelcoming.
"You want to stay?"
Song Xiang bit her lip and held his hand, a little hesitant, thinking about whether to tell him or not. She just wanted to say it but didn't know how to say it.
The idea was so ridiculous that she even thought it was ridiculous.
"I have some questions to ask Mr. Rong, and your mother is still resting here."
Song Xiang spoke softly, with a pleading look in his eyes.
Yan Han frowned and pursed his lips. He didn't have a good attitude towards Rong Boye either. An Xuyue's question alone was enough to make him resentful. But now when he looked at Song Xiang, a fleeting thought came to his mind.
"I promise, it will only take a day or two." Song Xiang shook his hand, "Okay?"
He could not refuse any request she made, as long as it did not involve personal safety.
At this time, Rong Boye's identity was unknown. On the one hand, he was worried about her, and on the other hand, he was worried about another outcome.
"Leave with me first."
At least wait until he can find out more details.
Song Xiang pursed his lips, held his hand and said nothing, and did not nod if he disagreed.
Yan Han had no choice but to look around, thinking of a compromise.