After lunch, Nan Song Yu Jinwen, Lin Lu, Shen Yan and the others separated at the Shiwei Restaurant.

Fu Yu volunteered to take Lin Lu and Shen Yan to the racecourse and to visit Nancheng.

Su Yin stood obediently next to Nan Song. Although she also wanted to go, she was still burdened with things, so how could she dare to make any demands?

Fu Yu got into his cool Porsche and looked at Su Yin, "Aren't you going to play with us?"

Su Yin quickly looked at Nan Song out of the corner of his eye, pursed his lips and did not dare to speak.

Lin Lu was sitting in the car and could see clearly. He chuckled and said, "Yinyin, let's go together. Just treat it as accompanying me."

Nan Song turned around and asked, "Want to go?"

Su Yin nodded, "I think so."

"Then go ahead, I don't have time to care about you."

Nan Song said: "It's so big, you don't need me to tell you about safety issues, right?"

Su Yin shook his head and said, "Safety comes first when doing things! I know that!"

Seeing Nan Song nodded, Su Yin smiled happily after receiving the approval, got into the car, and drove away with Fu Yu.

Compared to Nan Song who was relieved, Yu Jinwen was a little worried, "Aren't you afraid that Su Yin will be bullied by that boy Fu Yu?"

"You are such an adult now, your heart is racing, you can't even look at her, just let her be."

Nan Song said calmly: "It's Fu Yu. If he thinks he has a long life, he can go to hell."

They are all people who have been here before. If fate really comes, nothing can stop it.

But if you don't come no matter what, you can't force it.

Today is the day when Yang Ke goes to Nan Group to take up his post, and Nan Song has to go and see him no matter what.

Yu Jinwen accompanied her.

Sitting in the car, the two people held hands together and intertwined their fingers.

Nan Song looked at her hand and his hand together, which looked extremely small, and the calluses in their hands were rubbing against each other, as if they were competing to see who was rougher. She couldn't help but smile.

Yu Jinwen turned his head and looked at her, his eyes flashing with a smile, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laugh at our hands."

Nan Song spread out his palms with him and compared them, they found that one callus was indeed thicker and rougher than the other.

Yu Jinwen held her hand again and said with a smile, "Fortunately, you don't dislike me."

"I do want to dislike you, but I don't have the qualifications."

Nan Song couldn't help but sigh: "I don't care, maybe I've been used to it since childhood. My grandfather, father, and my mother all have calluses on their hands. When I was a child, I thought this was what normal people's hands should have. Look. My mom is older now and knows how to take care of herself. She even does hand mask every night. She takes care of herself."

"It's a good thing to take care of yourself. I'll do it for you at night from now on," Yu Jinwen said.

Nan Song shook his head softly, "That's not necessary. If you keep your skin tender, it will easily break and you will have to suffer the consequences of repeated cropping. It's not necessary. It doesn't matter. We are used to seeing it anyway. I just sigh, our family Really, there is no ‘good player’.”

When she said "our family", the light in Yu Jinwen's eyes lit up, "Yes, our family."

Nan Song raised his head slightly and saw the unhidden smile in Yu Jinwen's eyes. He was slightly startled and then realized what he had said.

Unconsciously, she seemed to have completely regarded Yu Jinwen as her own.
Chapter completed!