Song Xiang asked about Rong Zhe, but his eyes were fixed on Rong Boye.
Rong Boye stood at the top, looking down, looking at her with deep eyes. He couldn't tell whether he was happy or surprised, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Seeing this, Rong Zhe waved his hand to dim the brightness of the incandescent lamp, and said to Yan Han: "Mr. Yan, please go through the main entrance."
Yan Han knew clearly in his heart that this change in attitude was simply because of Song Xiang's words of "Dad".
He walked up to Song Xiang and wanted to say hello to her, but Song Xiang took his arm, raised his head and said, "He hurt his arm. Can I take him in to have a look?"
Rong Boye was silent, and the father and daughter looked at each other.
Suddenly, Rong Boye took away his hand on the railing, turned around and left.
Song Xiang bit her lip and turned helplessly to Rong Zhe, who was still there.
Rong Zhe had no choice but to say to her: "Your friend is still behind the mountain, why don't you take Mr. Yan to have a look."
That's it.
When Song Xiang heard this, he did not breathe a sigh of relief. Instead, his heart became anxious again.
In the situation just now, it was the right way to let Yan Han go. When her mind was turned on, she said to go in and take a look. In fact, she just wanted to talk to Rong Boye.
As a result, Rong Boye turned around and walked away, not knowing what he meant.
He pursed his lips and felt a little aggrieved.
The surrounding lights gradually became weaker, and the bodyguards returned to their respective posts. Rong Zhe followed Rong Boye back to the observation building.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Han asked.
Song Xiang sighed, turned around, held his hand, and pulled him inside while sighing.
After a lot of trouble, her mind was confused again, and the light was dark at night, so she turned around twice and got lost.
She was left alone, still with severe coldness, and the two fools were running around in circles.
I was so irritated that I squatted behind a boulder in anger.
Yan Han laughed and asked, "What is this?"
Song Xiang pouted, raised his hand, and hit his leg with his fist, "It's all your fault, why did you come to me!"
It's okay now, I offended...Dad.
She had been struggling with what to call her for the past two days. She just called her daddy, and suddenly she felt that it wasn't that difficult to say it out.
Yan Han could finally see that she was not worried about his injury, but she was clearly worried about whether Rong Boye would be angry.
I can't say I'm jealous, it just doesn't feel right.
He lowered his head and looked at Song Xiang's tangled expression, almost crying.
"Okay, I'll call Tianyu. Aren't they nearby?"
Song Xiang sniffed and ignored him.
Sure enough, Yan Han made the call, and not long after, Li Ying and Gong Shiheng followed the servants.
"What's going on? Can you get lost even at home?" Li Ying was confused.
Song Xiang took advantage of the dim light and lowered his head without speaking.
First we walked out of the winding path and arrived at the lake. Wang Fuxue and the others' show hadn't ended yet, and they were fighting the landlord in the pavilion.
As soon as Gong Shiheng returned, Xiao Sheng put the note he had just taken off on his face again. Looking at his posture, he had lost at least a dozen games. The others were not much better. Only Xiao Sheng and
Wang Fuxue's face was clean.
Normally, Song Xiang would have laughed out loud, but now she turned back three times and looked in the direction of the observation tower.
It was hard to go back for a while, but she still didn't forget Yan Han's arm and pulled him back to the tavern.
When I opened the sleeves, I saw that there were no bruises, and the skin was not even worn.
He clicked his tongue and raised his hand to give Yan Han a slap.
Yan Han's mood was complicated, "What do you mean, I'm not hurt, are you still unhappy?"
Song Xiang pouted and whispered, "What should I do?"