Song Yan officially declared war on Song Jianan, at the dinner table at home.

Mother Han Su made braised prawns with her own hands, which was Song Yan's favorite food since she was a child.

In the past, the shrimp meat that had been peeled and the shrimp line removed would be left to Song Yan by Han Su, but now, those shrimp appeared in Song Jianan's bowl.

Song Yan couldn't stand such a grievance, so he dropped his chopsticks directly.

"What are you doing, kid?"

Han Su rebuked her.

"Full"

Song Yan stood up and said sarcastically,

"Don't delay your mother and son's filial piety, Lin Yang, I'm ......"

She habitually called out the names of young people, but received no response.

Only then did it suddenly occur to me that the young man was no longer here.

She told him to get out that day, saying she "never wanted to see him again."

So he really "rolled".

Lo and behold, even such a well-behaved puppy can't stand her bad temper, let alone anyone else.

Invite a group of friends to go clubbing in the afternoon.

Someone asked her,

"Why don't you see that little henchman of yours?"

"Dead"

Song Yan replied to her.

"Really?"

Song Yan didn't want to mention it again, so he stood up,

"I'll go to the bathroom"

On the dimly lit corridor, Song Yan keenly captured the figure of a waiter in a black tuxedo.

Unconsciously keep up.

The waiter flashed into the private room, and when he came out again, there were a few more lip prints on his face.

He wiped it off with a tissue in disgust, and a gloating voice rang out,

"It seems that Yan Fu is not shallow."

Looking up, the owner of the voice took out a pack of wet wipes and gave it to him,

"It's easy to wipe with this, stupid"

He didn't answer, so Song Yan took a few steps closer,

"Or do you want me to wipe it for you?"

He shook his head.

Take the wipe, take out a piece and wipe your cheeks vigorously.

The blue light shone on his face, reflecting a deeper outline.

Song Yan had always known that he was good-looking, but he had never been so eager to reach out and hug him like at this moment.

Abandoned puppy.

Poor creatures like themselves.

"Hey, Lin Yang"

Song Yan asked him,

"Do you want to come back with me?"

The young man's eyes slowly widened, still dark, but they were wet inside.

His face showed helplessness with nowhere to speak,

"Ah Yan ......"

At last willing to call her name,

"You don't want to play with me anymore"

Song Yan was suddenly upset.

Only the puppy pleases her, and she doesn't want to care about a puppy.

Proudly raise your chin,

"I'll give you a chance, are you sure you don't?"

Youth are hesitating.

Eyes drooping,

"But you're going to drive me away again"

He knew his eldest lady too well that he knew his place in her heart better than anyone else.

"As long as you don't do anything wrong"

Song Yan stretched out three fingers and swore at him,

"I swear, I'll never kick you away"

As the two spoke, some friends also came out of the box.

Seeing Lin Yang,

"Hey, isn't this your little henchman?"

Another said,

"Didn't you just say he was dead?"

Lin Yang glanced at Song Yan, with a little grievance in his expression.

Song Yan winked at him and said,

"But I saved him again."

My friend just thought she was joking, and left without asking.

Song Yan tugged at Lin Yang's sleeve, grinning and confirming,

"Because I'm here, you're able to come back to life, am I right?"

The young man nodded, with the same smile on his face as hers,

"Ah Yan is absolutely right"

Because of the lost puppy, Song Yan became happy again.

She held the young man's hand tightly, and she knew that from now on, she could at least hold her puppy for warmth.