Shi Yan chuckled and stretched out his hand to pull her up.
The diplomats in the lounge said, "..." This is the sour smell of love.
The two of them walked out of the lounge holding hands as if there was no one around, and went directly to the garage to get in the car.
Qi Shang drove, and the others followed in the cars behind.
Shi Yan put his bag aside by the car door, and he and Song Jing were next to each other.
Song Jing leaned against him lazily, holding his cell phone and continuing to play Snake.
Shi Yan lowered his eyes and watched her play the game, "Whose funeral did you attend today?"
"Duchess Cheryl." Song Jing didn't even raise his eyelids, "I don't know them, I'm just looking for an excuse to do something."
As for what happened, she didn't say anything, and Shi Yan didn't ask any more questions.
"When will you return to China?" Shi Yan changed the topic.
"When will you return?" Song Jing finally raised his eyes to look at him.
"tomorrow."
Song Jing returned his gaze to the phone screen, "Then I'll go back with you tomorrow."
Shi Yan squeezed her fingers, and Song Jing's fingers moved a little, then she turned her hand over and intertwined her fingers with his.
Both of their fingers are fair and slender, and they look great together.
Song Jing suddenly moved and closed the game.
"how?"
"Take a photo." Yesterday, she wanted to show off a photo of Shi Yan to Debbie. Her boyfriend was a hundred times more handsome than Huo Chengxuan, but there was not even a photo of Shi Yan in her phone, which made her depressed.
Song Jingjing started shooting. He first took a picture of the two people's interlocked hands, then raised his phone and leaned towards Shi Yan's chest, preparing to take another picture of the two of them.
Shi Yan chuckled, "I'll do it."
Song Jing's hands are shorter, so it's not that convenient to hold them up to take photos of the two of them close together.
Shi Yan raised his phone and took a photo of the two of them leaning together, then lowered his head and kissed Song Jing on the cheek.
Song Jing raised the corners of his mouth, took his phone and looked through the three fresh photos.
Shi Yan also took out his mobile phone and said, "Send me the photo."
Song Jing sent him all three photos.
Shi Yan saved three photos, and chose the one with Song Jing as the avatar, and the one holding hands as the background chat page. By the way, he was in a group with more than ten people called Imperial City Assassins.
Sent a message.
y:【How does my avatar look?】
This is Shiyan’s private WeChat account, and all friends are close friends.
Someone from the imperial capital assassin group responded immediately, and Xiang Wenxing was the first one.
You Xiang Ge: [Brother Yan, otherwise you can just drag Sister Jing into our group to show off.]
Qin Xiugou: [Brother Yan, leave a way for us singles to survive.]
Mo Pengyue: [Brother Yan, I just want to ask if Song Jing has a sister or something. If it’s really not possible, a cousin can do it. Please introduce me.]
After Shi Yan showed off, he immediately messaged the group and turned on Do Not Disturb.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Shi Yan's profile picture changed.
Shi Yan poked her waist, "You don't want to change?"
"This is not my private WeChat, so it's inconvenient." Song Jing thought for a moment and set the photo of Shi Yan kissing her as the background of the chat, "Is this okay? Brother Yan?"
Shi Yan does not have to set up a chat avatar himself, but also has to ask the person to follow the setting.
It's rare for a girl who is so cold and cold to take a step back and set the photo of the two of them as the background.
"It's sneaky and quite exciting." Shi Yan reached out and put his arm around Song Jing's waist, "I'll take you to eat first."
Song Jing chose a comfortable position and nestled into his arms. The phone in his hand was still ringing, and the caller ID still showed a hidden number.
Any calls or messages sent to her from this number are all from Heiyun.
"Hello."
"Xiao Jing'er, I saw you became a translator, you are so handsome." Sha Manyin's excited voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's just an emergency." Song Jing said calmly, "You haven't returned home yet?"
"No. I finally got out and wanted to relax for two more days." Shamanyin was probably the first to openly complain about absenteeism in front of his boss.
"Let's go out to eat together?" Qi Shang was here anyway, and she and Shi Yan were not two people, so it didn't matter if they called Sha Manyin.
"Just you and Master Shi?"
"There are others."
"Okay, I'll go there then. You can send me the address later."
When they arrived at the place to eat, Song Jing sent a location message to Sha Manyin. The dishes were all served, and Sha Manyin happened to arrive as well.
The restaurant facing the sea has a table and sofas that can seat two people on both sides.
Sha Manyin sat directly next to Qi Shang, "Master Shi, we meet again."
Shi Yan nodded and introduced by the way, "Qi Shang."
Sha Manyin turned her head and her eyes instantly lit up when she saw Qi Shang's face, and her smile became charming and passionate.
She put down her bag and gently brushed her long hair around her ears, "Hello, my name is Sha Manyin."
"Hello." Qi Shang shook hands with her with a gentle smile.
Sha Manyin held on to her hand and Qi Shang looked at her with some confusion. She smiled charmingly and then let go.
Qi Shang's expression was obviously unresponsive.
Song Jing kicked Sha Manyin on the table and floor. This woman would not let go of a good-looking man who suited her taste, and she especially liked handsome men younger than her.
Qi Shang has a handsome face and is 25 years old. He is 3 years older than Sha Manyin. From top to bottom, everything is in line with Sha Manyin's appetite.
Sha Manyin smiled, picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it on the plate in front of Song Jing, "Xiao Jing'er, try this beef to see if there is too much salt."
"It's not salty, it's medium rare, and it's bloody." Song Jing gave her a roll of his eyes. Qi Shang was no better than Bruce.
He is a very valued junior member of the Qi family, and he has always been working around Shi Yan.
Sha Manyin told her not to interfere with beautiful women's affairs with handsome men. According to the past, Song Jing was too lazy to interfere.
But when it came to Qi Shang, Song Jing felt that Sha Manyin would probably end up stealing a lot of money.
"I like to eat medium rare like this." Sha Manyin picked up a piece of beef, took a bite with a smile, and turned his head to look at Qi Shang, "Brother Shang, do you like it?"
This woman knows how to take advantage of her body. Every time she raises her hand or raises her eyebrow, she shows off her body to its maximum potential.
"I can do either." Qi Shang smiled gently and politely, "Ms. Sha likes it, you can add another one." He raised his hand to call the waiter, and added another medium rare steak.
Song Jing felt that Sha Manyin might not be able to get it so easily this time, so he simply didn't care and concentrated on eating the dishes given to him at the banquet.
After going back after dinner, Shamanyin followed Qi Shang, found a reason, and went back with him.
When the car drove into the garage of a villa, Song Jing raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you still own property in Selby?"
"I'm not used to staying in hotels." Shi Yan took her hand and got out of the car, "Old Qi, please arrange a place for Miss Sha."
Qi Shang nodded, Sha Manyin was very satisfied with this arrangement, and gave Shi Yan extra points in his heart.
He is indeed the man that Xiao Jing'er has fallen in love with, he is really discerning.
Shi Yan took Song Jing and left alone.
Song Jing raised his eyebrows, "Did you sell Qi Shang on purpose?"
"Lao Qi is twenty-five this year. He has been working with me and has no time to fall in love. Last time I went to Qi's house, Mrs. Qi already complained to me." Shi Yan smiled and said, "I just set up a legitimate match."
Shi Yan took Song Jing's hand into the elevator and went straight to the third floor.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, Shi Yan turned around and pressed Song Jing against the door. He looked down at her, his eyes full of danger signals.