On the other end of the phone, Fu Yu was still chattering.

Nan Song felt an unknown fire rising from the soles of his feet, and his chest was about to burst. He held the phone and said coldly, "Go to hell."

Then he hung up the phone.

Nan Lin was startled next to her. Seeing Nan Song's ugly face, she asked worriedly, "Sister, what's wrong?"

Almost the next second after hanging up the phone, the ringtone rang again. The contact's name was not displayed, but the string of numbers felt more familiar to Nan Song than the bank card password.

Nan Song held the phone in his hand, with mixed emotions and a sense of ridiculousness.

If I remember correctly, this was the first time that man took the initiative to call her.

She took a deep breath, calmed down, and pressed answer.

The moment he put the phone to his ear, the man's hoarse and deep voice came over, "Hello."

It seemed that he had just woken up, and his voice was a little distorted.

Yu Jinwen slept in the car all night and had just woken up.

He wanted to call Nan Song, but it was too late yesterday and he was afraid of disturbing her; and he didn't want to go to the hotel. He wanted to see her early in the morning and tell her clearly as soon as possible.

"Yu Jinwen." Nan Song read out his name slowly, as if he had spent his whole life suppressing his temper, "Let's talk."

The doors of the rose garden were slowly opened from both sides, and Nan Song walked out alone.

The car door was wide open, and Yu Jinwen sat inside, watching her walk over step by step, and the distance between the two people got closer and closer little by little.

He Zhao waited in front of the car and greeted Nan Song respectfully, "Good morning, madam."

Nan Song paused in his steps and glanced at him lightly, "Who is your wife? Don't mistakenly identify your relatives."

He Zhao grinned coquettishly and said, "Please get in the car."

Yu Jinwen stretched out his hand towards Nan Song, wanting to give her a hand, "Come up."

"Move inside."

Nan Song didn't need his help at all.

Yu Jinwen followed the instructions and moved inside. Nan Song got into the car and closed the door.

In the rose garden, Nan Lin stood in front of the flower bed waiting for Nan Song. When she saw her getting into the car, she felt a little worried and asked Old K, "Is my sister in danger?"

Old K is a tough guy. He stared in the direction not far away with a solemn expression and said in a deep voice: "Don't be afraid. I have already made arrangements. If the eldest lady doesn't get off, the car won't be able to move."

Nan Lin nodded, Nan Song just asked her to wait for a while while she went to meet a friend.

But when she looked at her eldest sister's face, she felt that it didn't feel like she was going to meet a friend, but rather like she was going to meet an old enemy.

...

The woman he had been thinking about all night was sitting next to him at this moment, but Yu Jinwen was inexplicably nervous, and his heart was beating uncontrollably.

"you......"

He spoke slowly, and the words he had been holding back turned into, "Have you eaten?"

The driver and He Zhao both got out of the car, and they were the only two people left in the car. Nan Song gave him a cold look and didn't bother him at all, and the atmosphere became awkward.
Chapter completed!