On the long road in front of the Sang family's main house, a black business vehicle was crushed from the gate to the front of the court. The dazzling lights illuminate the whole world into daylight.

Sang Huaiting led everyone to stand on the steps, and he didn't dare to step forward to confirm for a while.

The bodyguard in a black suit stepped down from the first car and stood at the bottom of the steps with a blank face, "Mr. San, I'm sorry to disturb you at dinner time." ”

He said sorry, but he didn't mean sorry at all.

Sang Zi stood behind everyone and rolled his eyes vigorously, but he didn't mean to go out, leaning leisurely against the door frame across everyone.

Sang Huaiting pretended to be calm and walked down the steps, approaching He Yan's car step by step.

The windows rolled down slowly, revealing a chiseled side face in the cold light.

He Yan leaned on the seat, wearing a black trench coat, half of his body was hidden in the dark, even if Sang Huaiting stood beside his car, he also felt a strong sense of pressure and distance.

"Mr. He."

"Mr. Sang, good evening." He Yan lazily interrupted the other party.

Although he was young, his face was almost sickly, his eyes were dark and deep, and he was particularly frightened when he didn't talk much.

Sang Huaiting couldn't figure out what he meant, the people of the Gu family were still there, he couldn't pull his posture too low, and he really didn't want to offend He Jing.

"I took the liberty to come to the door to ask Mr. Sang for someone."

He Yan's voice was not loud, but everyone standing on the steps could hear it.

Sang Zi rolled his eyes again and again, his eyelids twitched, and he complained in his heart that He Yan was pretending to be so forceful.

In front of her, Sang Yu suddenly grabbed Gu Zexi's arm and held his hand quietly, making Gu Zexi's action to turn around and look at Sang Zi could not be realized.

Mrs. Gu whispered: "Who is such a big battle for?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, He Yan's car door suddenly opened.

Sang Huaiting, who was standing next to the car, subconsciously stepped back, and he asked He Yan tentatively: "I don't know what Mr. He means?" ”

"I don't understand how San always educates his daughter." He Yan stood beside the car.

He was tall, and he didn't feel it when he sat in the car, and when he stepped on the ground and stood out, it made people feel that the space just now must have made him very aggrieved.

Sang Huaiting stood in front of him and was a head shorter, dwarfed in momentum, more like the old housekeeper beside He Yan.

He subconsciously thought that He Yan was talking about Sang Yu, after all, if He Yan liked Sang Zi, he should not say such targeted words.

In the same way, the people on the steps thought the same thing.

Except for mulberry.

Sang Zi whispered and swore in the corner.

"Mr. He......"

"Does Mr. Sang know what Sang Zi has done?" He Yan interrupted Sang Huaiting's words again.

All:???

This is for Sangzi?

Sang Yu's heart that hung in his throat suddenly fell, and then a burst of secret joy rose in his heart.

originally thought that Sang Zi really caught up with He Yan, but he didn't expect to offend He Yan.

"Mr. He, Sang Sang has always been kept outside, so ......" Sang Huaiting tried to justify.

He Yan looked at the little thing leaning against the door frame and picking his nails away from everyone, and his voice was faint: "So Mr. Sang doesn't pay much attention to disciplining her, right?" ”

Sang Huaiting's heart was in a mess, he didn't know what heinous things Sang Zi had done, he immediately turned around and wanted to call Sang Zi down to apologize in person.

He Yan suddenly said: "You don't even know that she failed the course?" ”

。。。

The wind blew and blew the jaws away.

Neither Sang Huaiting nor the people on the steps reacted.

Only Sang Zi kicked the door frame heavily and glared at He Yan through the crowd.

You have to give Lao Tzu propaganda to the whole world!

"She failed the course, she didn't write her homework, and her handwriting was very ugly." He Yan crossed Sang Huaiting and slowly walked in the direction of the steps.

Gu Lijiang stood closest to him and subconsciously stretched out his hand, "Mr. He." ”

He Yan glanced at him.

Gu Lijiang inexplicably felt a chill from this look, and immediately turned sideways.

He Yan crossed the crowd and came to Sang Zi's side.

Sang Zi glanced at the other party, "Good evening." ”

She had a lazy attitude, and He Yan didn't talk nonsense with her, but grabbed her wrist directly and dragged people down.

Sang Zi tried to break free, but found that her estimation of He Yan seemed to be wrong, and if she wanted to get out of his hands, she would have to do it seriously.

She shook the Buddhist beads in her right hand, restrained her urge to do it, and was dragged by He Jing all the way to the side of the car.

"Mr. Sang, people, He took it away."

Sang Huaiting passively accepted He Yan's greeting, and then watched Sang Zi being stuffed into the car by He Yan, and the black Bentley quickly rolled up the window.

After a whistle of the whistle, the two teams of bodyguards standing on both sides quickly got into the car.

A row of black cars drove out of the Sang family's avenue neatly, and the painting style was as serious as running for a funeral.

The people of the Gu Sang family stayed in place, and the atmosphere was stiff.

Inside the car.

He Yan's hand pressed on the back of Sang Zi's head, and he stroked his hair without a match, "You tied my little braid?" ”

Sang Zi was most annoyed by others pressing the back of her head, especially when she was stroking and suddenly pinching the tendons on the back of her neck, this feeling was like going back to school when she was a child.

She is always naughty, and every time she is caught by the teacher, the teacher will also stroke her hair with a warning in this way.

"I think my craft is still good." Sang Zi reached out violently, grabbed He Yan's hand, and then quickly pressed his hand against the seat.

"Where the hell did you get this strange power?" He Yan glanced down at his pressed hand, and thought of the last fight with Sang Zi.

Sang Zi bared his teeth, smiled, and withdrew his hand, "Offended." ”

She turned to the driver, "Stop in front." ”

He Yan snorted lightly, "I thought you would have something to ask me." ”

Sang Zile was happy, "Big night, what are you daydreaming about?" ”

"Can you fix that dress?" He Yan moved his neck.

Sang Zi lay one hand across the back chair, his posture arrogant, "I can't fix it, I can just shut up that K.K." ”

He Yan: "If you can't beat it, you can lift the chessboard, it's very unstylish." ”

Sang Zi sneered, squinted his eyes and tongue and snorted his back molars, "I'm in a good mood and play with them twice according to the rules, if I'm in a bad mood, can't I change the rules?" ”

He Yan was silent for a moment, and then instructed the driver, "Stop." ”

Sang Zi raised his eyebrows and watched as the driver slowed down and stopped on the side of the boulevard.

She was not hypocritical, she got out of the car humming a song, supported the roof with one hand, and leaned over to talk to He Yan: "Mr. He, don't you like red rubber bands?" ”

He Yan: "......"

Originally, a fire came to her, but now he is so angry that he can't get angry.

"I'll change you to a yellow one next time, okay?" The girl seemed to be courting.

He Yan closed his eyes, "Looking for Li Qian." ”

After saying that, he closed the car door with a cold attitude.

Leaving Sang Zi standing on the side of the road, looking confused.