Jiang Shu is very beautiful, the kind of enchanting beauty. Because she attends a club, she has a bit of aura about her body, which adds countless charm to her beauty.

Song Shaoyan ate a piece of orange, which was a bit bitter.

The oranges in this season are not too sweet.

"Song Shaoyan, you are not destined to die alone, but you have the temperament to die alone. How about I teach you how to fall in love? You are so rich, how about giving me some shares?"

"roll."

"Hehe, look, this lonely temper is just a joke on you. I want your money but not your life." Jiang Shu smiled and said, "Song Shaoyan, that's all. The rest of the time

I'm not in Hwaseong anymore. I've recently fallen in love with a young man who has a much better temper than you. I have to go find him."

Song Shaoyan didn't even raise his eyes.

"Actually, getting married is quite boring. Once you get married, you have to take care of your husband and raise your children, and you have to work. It's really boring. You also have to risk becoming a yellow-faced woman. If your husband doesn't love you so much anymore, it will be a disaster. Still.

It's good to be in love, do whatever you want."

Jiang Shu stood up after sighing with emotion.

She put her bag on her back, took another orange from the plate and left.

"Don't call me recently, I'm very busy." Jiang Shu glanced at Song Shaoyan.

"You can go." Song Shao said silently.

Jiang Shu smiled, took her coat from the servant, and left.

In her heart, Song Shaoyan was a good man, loyal to his friends and a gentleman to strangers, and she found that this man was very good-looking.

She had always been wearing a mask before, and she really thought that he was seriously disfigured. Today, she saw that even though there were still a few unrecovered scars, his appearance was already better than that of most men she had ever seen.

It doesn't matter if you have difficulty moving your legs.

When she reached the door, Jiang Shu stopped and looked back: "Song Shaoyan, Mr. Song, be more confident and don't feel bad about yourself all day long."

Song Shaoyan didn't even look back: "Will you get out or not?"

Jiang Shu: "..."

Okay, get lost.

Song Shaoyan felt that Jiang Shu was like a noisy magpie. In the past two years, she seemed to have gotten over her previous emotional pain and her personality had returned to its former self.

Ning An's scarf was still on his wheelchair. He lowered his head to pick it up and smelled it. It was very fragrant.

He couldn't help but think of the year they got married, when he could legally hold her to sleep and smell her fragrance every day.

…

the next day.

The weather is still gloomy and it seems like it will rain at any time.

The wind was blowing "whirring", blowing the treetops and windows. There were not many pedestrians on the road, most of them were hurrying against the wind.

A long-distance flight is extremely tiring. Coupled with the jet lag, Ning An was still dizzy after resting for half a day in the hotel.

In the afternoon, she suddenly received a call from Song Shaoyan.

He would not take the initiative to call her. If he called her, something must have happened.

Ning An leaned against the bed, her clear eyes looking at the number jumping on the screen of her mobile phone, and she picked up the call.

On the other end, he didn't speak for a long time.

Ning An frowned: "What's the matter?"

Song Shaoyan seemed to pause for a moment, and his deep voice was filled with a bit of anxiety: "I'll treat you to dinner at Huxinlou tonight."

This time it was Ning'an's turn to be stunned.

"Eat, what kind of meal should we have? Dinner for dinner?"

"..." Song Shao said silently, "You will know when you come here."

"Hongmen Banquet?"
Chapter completed!