For a moment, she opened her mouth slightly and was speechless.

In his eyes, there was a twinkling light, bright for a while and dark for a while, like a lamp in the distance on an isolated island, hazy.

"I don't remember whether 53 days or 63 days. To me, it's just a number. As for you, to me, you're just a man." There was an indifferent arc at the corner of Ning An's lips, "I didn't know you were so

What do you mean by wasting it on me? You clearly know that a woman's youth and energy are limited. Are you going to waste me into an old woman?"

"Ning'an... I don't want the Song family anymore."

"Huh?" Ning An became more and more stunned, eyes surging, looking at him in confusion, "No? Why not? I'm trying my best to help you, it's just a waste of time. Mrs. Song... you married me in the first place

Isn’t it just to please grandpa and get the Song family? I don’t want it now, thank you.”

Ning An smiled.

There is a trace of sadness that cannot be concealed in the light smile, just like the spring breeze passing through the desert, which is difficult to describe.

Why not? The Song family is one of the best in the capital, a well-known enterprise and a leader in the business community.

When Grandpa Song is old, the Song family will either give it to Song Shaoyan or Song Shaojun, and there will not be a third person.

Song Shaoyan wouldn't be stupid if he didn't want it at this time.

He is the eldest grandson, shouldn't the Song family be his?

Ning An held his forehead, not knowing whether she was drunk or he was drunk.

Maybe she heard wrongly.

"Ning'an, get your work done..."

"Quit?" Ning An chuckled and interrupted him directly, "Song Shaoyan, what tricks do you want to play? You have never respected my ideas. If you want to get married in secret, then do it in secret. If you want me to cooperate with you in acting, just do it.

If you want me to resign, I should also listen to you, right?"

"If I don't listen, are you going to play another trick? I'm actually quite curious, how else will you play..."

Ning An didn't give Song Shaoyan a chance to refute, and finished speaking in one breath.

Perhaps because she was drunk, her words were very aggressive.

"No matter what you think, let me explain to you once that your resignation from TR last time has nothing to do with me." Song Shaoyan said lightly.

He looked into her eyes, her pupils shrunk.

Ning An also looked at him, her eyes were red and there was a light mist on her eyelashes.

She was really drunk, her eyes were wandering on his body, and she was supported and supported by him.

The next second, she chuckled and laughed out loud.

"This is the first time I've seen a man like you who can shirk responsibility. He's both ruthless and meaningless. Yes, it has nothing to do with you or anyone else. It's me who wants to resign from TR because I don't want to do it anymore.

It’s because I can’t hold a grain of sand in my eyes.”

Ning An smiled wildly, like a rose with thorns.

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of her lips.

It has nothing to do with him, it has nothing to do with him.

She resigned from TR, and he didn't show up the whole time.

But it doesn’t matter anymore, right? It’s been so long...

She has been in Jinshengdu for half a year.

For her, it has long become history and the past.

"Just forget it if you don't believe it, cough cough." Song Shaoyan's voice was slightly hoarse, he coughed a few more times, and frowned.

Ning An looked at him, with an indifferent luster in her eyes as soft as water waves: "Can you let me go? This is the bathroom."

"I'll be at home tonight."

"oh."

"Are you coming back tonight?" Song Shaoyan asked.

"Today is President Song's first day in office, and there will be a dinner party tonight."
Chapter completed!