Yan Haoxiang: Love comes slowly
  • "The stars are dimming, me and you, it's time to end."
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  • longtao(shenmedoudang)
    longtao(shenmedoudang)
    [Driver]: "Mr. Yan, are you going home now?"
  • Yan Haoxiang leaned on the chair with his eyes closed, and he ignored the driver. He seemed to be asleep. The driver waited for a while and didn't see what Yan Haoxiang said. Mr. Yan didn't give an order, so he didn't dare to execute it indiscriminately.
  • Just sitting like this, I don't know how long it took, Yan Haoxiang slowly opened his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and said,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Let's go back."
  • His voice was indescribably hoarse and low.
  • The car soon arrived at the door of the villa, Yan Haoxiang got out of the car, stood there and took a deep look at a window on the second floor, and then walked in with steps.
  • ruanyu
    ruanyu
    "Little Bear, you're back!"
  • As soon as Ruan Yu saw Yan Haoxiang, he immediately rushed over in surprise, and all the unpleasantness in the morning was forgotten.
  • Yan Haoxiang glanced at her, pursed his lips and said nothing, and walked around her to the second floor.
  • Ruan Yu stood there and watched Yan Haoxiang walk up the stairs, pouting resentfully, but thinking about Song Jinan's fate for a while, she immediately laughed again, she couldn't wait to see Song Jinan's tragic appearance..
  • Song Jin was padding a pillow under her body, and she just lay on the pillow, holding this notebook in her hand with the words "Financial Management" written on it, and from time to time she tapped the phone screen in front of her, concentrating on taking notes.
  • She didn't expect that Yan Haoxiang was walking towards the bedroom at this time, because he said that he would not come back tonight.
  • Therefore, Song Jin'an stayed in the room with confidence to make up for the knowledge of finance, and did not lock the door of the bedroom. Generally, no one dared to come in. Song Jin'an also expected that Ruan Yu would not dare to break in directly.
  • The door was suddenly pushed open, and because the force was too great, it hit the wall with a huge "bang". Song Jinan was stunned, and then looked at the door of the room angrily. The moment he saw the person coming, his face turned pale.
  • The first thought that flashed in her mind was to hide the notebook in front of her. She pulled the cushion under her head and covered it with her back hand on the notebook. While doing all this, she did not forget to look at Yan Haoxiang and smile.
  • It seemed as if her smile at him could distract him.
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "What are you hiding?"
  • Yan Haoxiang looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled in a low voice, and asked lazily.
  • songjinan
    songjinan
    "I didn't hide anything."
  • Song Jinan climbed down from the bed without changing his face, walked a few steps to Yan Haoxiang, looked at him with crooked eyes and smiled, and did not forget to continue to ask him,
  • songjinan
    songjinan
    "Didn't you say you can't come back?"
  • Yan Haoxiang looked at her, his eyes were deep, hiding a little bit of Song Jin'an's fear, with a shadow and possessiveness. He was silent for a few seconds before sneezing and replying,
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Are you going to run away with another man if I don't come back?"
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "Huh? Mrs. Yan?"
  • Song Jin'an was taken aback when he heard the words, another man?
  • He Junlin's name flashed in his mind in an instant.
  • She wanted to understand that the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little sarcastic,
  • songjinan
    songjinan
    "Director Yan sent someone to monitor me?"
  • yanhaoxiang
    yanhaoxiang
    "I don't have the leisure."
  • Hearing this, Song Jin'an lowered his eyes, and the smile on the corners of his mouth became even bigger. This person was always like this, and he was unwilling to admit what he had done.
  • She no longer believed him.
  • From the day Father Song died.
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    I feel like I'm going to take time off
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    I don't know what I'm babbling about every day.
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    Not many people but very warm, never can't find a topic to talk about, especially when everyone is after school
  • jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    jideguanzhushoucangdaka
    Come in and play!!
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