Song Yan walked slowly behind him, neither of them spoke, this was the first time they met after breaking up, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Song Yan felt very uncomfortable in such an atmosphere, and she opened her mouth to chat: "How are you doing?" ”

"Not particularly good." Yan Zhihe's voice was calm, as if he wasn't talking about his own business, he didn't look back and continued: "The company may be about to go bankrupt." ”

"Huh? How come, isn't Zhihe Public Relations always have a good reputation in the industry? Song Yan said strangely, no wonder she looked at Yan Zhihe's mental state so badly, it turned out to be because of this.

Yan Zhihe didn't answer, with a hint of hatred in his eyes.

They stopped in front of a door, and Song Yan looked at the surroundings, it was an ordinary residential building, and the door was closed.

It doesn't look like a private restaurant! How can the door of the hotel be closed!

Song Yan finally noticed that something was wrong, she looked at Yan Zhihe: "This is it?" It doesn't look like it at all! ”

Yan Zhihe didn't speak, lowered his head and took out a key to open the door: "Come in and sit down!" This is my home! ”

Song Yan frowned, her steps couldn't help but want to go back, even if she was sluggish, she understood Yan Zhihe's weirdness.

"Don't be afraid, you haven't been to my house! Or does Miss Song look down on such a dilapidated house? Yan Zhihe suddenly turned his head and said, with a somewhat solemn smile on his face.

Song Yan turned her head and was about to run, but was grabbed by Yan Zhihe, who had left early, covered her mouth and opened the door and walked in.

"Yan Zhihe, what are you going to do?" Song Yan finally broke free from his restraints and shouted angrily.

"What? I just want to catch up with Yeonyan! Don't be afraid, come, I'll make you something to eat! Yan Zhihe put on the previous smile again, his hand was still tightly grasping Song Yan's arm, and he dragged her into the room semi-forcedly.

Song Yan thought of the mobile phone in her bag, and she seemed to have a reassurance in her heart, and she persuaded in a good voice: "Zhihe, you hurt me!" ”

Yan Zhihe smiled kindly at her, except for the cold eyes, the person still seemed very friendly.

"Sit down! Otherwise....... I wouldn't mind finding a rope to help you out! ”

Song Yan nodded vigorously, walked to the sofa in a few steps and sat down, looking around at the environment.

The room is not messy, things are neatly placed, the whole house is not big, it looks a little crowded.

Song Yan vigilantly glanced at Yan Zhihe, who went to the refrigerator to get something to drink, and made her hand, which was trembling a little because of fear, steady, she took a deep breath, thinking of countermeasures in her mind.

"Yeon-yeon, your favorite coffee." Yan Zhihe brought a cup of steaming coffee and sat opposite Song Yan.

"Thanks, what the hell are you trying to do?" Song Yan's foot under the coffee table couldn't help but take a step back.

Yan Zhihe looked into her eyes as if he didn't notice her fear and whispered, "Yanyan, are you still angry with me?" I don't have contact with that woman anymore, can you come back to me? ”

Yan Zhihe's eyes looked at her affectionately After saying this, the person suddenly approached Song Yan: "It's all to blame Jiang for folding that woman, deliberately seducing me, and misleading you!" Yeon-yeon, forgive me!"

Song Yan couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and she leaned back to avoid his gaze: "I'm hungry." After speaking, his heart beat very quickly, for fear that Yan Zhihe would make any other moves.

"Yeon-yeon is hungry? I'm going to cook for you! Is it good to make your favorite ribs? Yan Zhihe approached Song Yan and gave her a kiss on the head, then got up and walked towards the kitchen behind her.

Song Yan endured the uncomfortable feeling on his head and let out a sigh, who knew that Yan Zhihe walked to the door and stopped: "Yanyan, you'd better be obedient!" ”

Finally saw Yan Zhihe enter the kitchen, Song Yan quietly took out his mobile phone and carefully edited the text messages.

As soon as he pressed a word, Yan Zhihe suddenly appeared and looked at Song Yan: "I almost forgot that I still have a mobile phone, you bad girl!" ”

Then no matter how ugly Song Yan's face was, she threw her phone directly into a bathtub next to the table, and plopped, as if she could still hear the pop of the phone entering the water.

"You!" Song Yan got up angrily and was about to scold, but when he came into contact with Yan Zhihe's crazy eyes, he still didn't say anything, and sat down discouragedly.

Yan Zhihe went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch, Song Yan took a deep breath, stood up and listened to the sound in the kitchen, slowly got up and moved towards the door little by little, she felt that this time had passed extraordinarily long, and finally arrived at the gate.

Song Yan gently turned the doorknob, but the door did not open in anticipation, and she tried again unwillingly, but still did not move.

The fear in Song Yan's heart became stronger and stronger, and there was only one thought left in her heart, it was over......

looked at the mobile phone in the fish tank without giving up, hoping that before the mobile phone was destroyed, Si Han would be able to locate her location.

Song Yan walked to the window dejectedly, and after seeing that there were strict anti-theft nets, she completely gave up the idea of escaping.

Yan Zhihe's voice came with a bit of ridicule: "Yanyan, don't think about running out!" For the sake of our love, as long as you are obedient, I will definitely let you have a good time. ”

Song Yan's face was ugly, she kept scolding her stupidity in her heart, why didn't she have any vigilance at all, and Yan Zhihe was locked up by him when she arrived here.

And he was in a hurry to go out today, and Ning Ning didn't pretend to be the anti-wolf spray he gave him, and he didn't know what this madman was going to do.

Just when Song Yan was thinking about it, Yan Zhihe had already prepared a few dishes, opened a bottle of red wine, and put it on the table, and said to Song Yan: "Come and taste it, my craftsmanship has not regressed, right?" ”

Song Yan sat down according to his instructions, she didn't have the slightest desire to eat, she was very afraid, she didn't understand how the personable man before became like this.

As if guessing Song Yan's thoughts, Yan Zhihe said while pouring wine for her: "Are you curious about how I became like this?" ”

"It's a long story....... You don't know where I came from, do you? Yan Zhihe slowly narrated in a light tone: "When I was ten years old, my parents died, and then I grew up in my uncle's house, and that uncle was not a good thing, taking away all the money left to me by my parents and the pension when they died, but only gave me to live in the attic and eat something, that is, just to be full." Even so, I'm grateful to them. ”

Yan Zhihe handed Song Yan a glass of wine and continued: "Because only in this way do I feel that there are still people in this world who have noticed my existence, and when I grew up and started working, they came to me every day like Grande to ask me for money." ”

"But it's nothing, I'm capable, I opened a company and made it bigger a little bit, and I didn't care about the little money I gave them, so I should call Hanako! Do you guess I'll finally settle their family? Yan Zhihe took a sip of the wine in the wine glass and motioned for Song Yan to drink it too.