Song Xiang felt at ease when she heard Yan Han speak. She nodded her head no matter what he said and was more obedient than when she first started five years ago.
After talking for a long time, she finally got around to the family dinner.
Yan Han stopped teasing her and promised to attend.
"Did you sleep last night?" He suddenly stared at the screen carefully.
Song Xiang thought about it and quickly put the phone away.
"Why are you hiding? I'm not blind. The dark circles under my eyes are so big that I could be a panda!"
Song Xiang: "..."
"I'll sleep tonight."
"If you don't fall asleep, I will go and stay with you."
"Really?" Song Xiang was surprised and straightened up, "Then I won't sleep."
Yan Han: "..."
His teeth were itching, especially when he saw the provocation on Song Xiang's face. He snorted, "You think I don't dare?"
"Who says you don't dare anymore? Mr. Yan dares to do anything. Come on, I'll wait for you."
Yan Han took a breath, "Song Xiang!"
"Here it is!"
Yan Han closed his eyes, and Song Xiang could feel his frustration through the screen.
He lowered his head, shook his shoulders and smiled.
"Don't be complacent. I'll take care of you after we meet."
Song Xiang snorted and muttered: "If you have the ability, come now."
Yan Han gritted his teeth again and again, and his mind had already begun to arrange the procedures to deal with her.
The maid's voice came from outside. It was Rong Zhe who had ordered Song Xiang to have dinner.
Song Xiang was a little reluctant, so she boldly raised her index finger and made a quick kissing knuckle movement towards the video.
The stern cold eyes froze for a moment before she came back to her senses. Before she could speak, she quickly hung up the call.
As soon as I hung up, the call came over.
Song Xiang stuck out his tongue and turned on the flight mode.
In a good mood, I walked to the restaurant with my hands behind my back.
Rong Boye was waiting for her. As soon as she sat down, the dishes started to be served.
"The banquet can be simply prepared. It doesn't need to be too much trouble." Rong Boye said casually.
Song Xiang nodded and talked about the progress of preparations, just like reporting on work.
Hearing her unintimate tone, Rong Boye sighed without leaving any trace. Then he thought, just take your time.
He glanced around and found Song Xiang playing with his cell phone with his head down.
The corners of her mouth continued to rise, her eyes were filled with light, and her fingers quickly slid across the screen to reply to messages.
You don't have to think twice to know who it is.
Take a deep breath and lower the corners of your mouth.
Song Xiang lowered his head, turned off the flight mode, and Yan Han's "threatening message" exploded.
Words like "Wait for me" were bombarded like crazy, and it was obvious that the hair was fried.
Thinking of his appearance, she wanted to laugh.
While distracted, she heard Rong Boye snort, and she quickly looked up.
"When eating, don't play with your mobile phone and sit up straight."
"oh!"
Song Xiang nodded, quickly put down the phone, held the bowl in both hands, and turned on the table manners to the maximum.
In the middle of the process, her phone kept vibrating. She really wanted to see it. She glanced at Rong Boye's expression and gritted her teeth and endured it.
After finally finishing her meal, while still clearing the plates, she took her cell phone.
Rong Boye couldn't stand it anymore and asked proactively: "Has the guest list been decided yet?"
Song Xiang nodded, "It's decided."
"Be careful and don't invite irrelevant people."
Song Xiang rolled his eyes, feeling that this unrelated person should include Yan Han.
She bit her lip and said, "Then...can you please invite Aunt An?"
Then, she added, "She is your friend."
Rong Boye: "..."
"It's better to invite." Song Xiang made a decision on his own, "We can't make our old friend's heart cold."