Ning An opened his eyes in surprise, why did he park.

Is there something wrong with what she said?

He is her only sustenance in the capital, and it is also her only thought of marrying away and staying in the capital.

When he took the Song family and divorced, what did she do in the capital?

Song Shaoyan's cold gaze fell on her face, she felt the pressure, rubbed her forehead, and explained lightly-

"My grandfather misses me very much, it would be better for me to stay with him, he misses me very much, just a granddaughter like me. The old man is old, and it is normal for me to accompany him. ”

"You can take him to the capital."

"His body bones, where can he still resist tossing. He has lived in the United States for many years, and he will not agree to relocate. ”

"Are you going to stay with him?"

Ning An didn't speak.

There is no need to tell Song Shaoyan about her future plans.

I just don't know how long Song Shaoyan will be able to get the Song family.

"Speak!" Song Shaoyan was a little resentful.

He turned on the headlights, and in the dim light, a chill hung over his face.

On the contrary, Ning An was very calm, opening his eyes slightly and slowly closing them, his eyes were full of unbearable fatigue and indescribable tiredness.

"I didn't plan that far." Ning An replied to him perfunctorily.

"What if I can't get the Song Clan?" Song Shaoyan looked at her.

Under the light, his eyes were floating cold.

Ning An didn't seem to have thought about this problem, she smiled indifferently: "Can't get it?" Do you mean, did Grandpa give the Song family to Shao Jun? ”

"Yes."

"If I really have to give it to Song Shaojun, then I will do my best. Only, will you be angry with me? I got married, and in the end I didn't get anything. Ning An smiled slightly.

Her pretty eyes looked at him without much expression.

Song Shaoyan moved his lips.

"Let's drive, I want to sleep." Ning An opened his mouth and did not let him continue.

She was afraid that he would quarrel with her again or say hurtful things again.

She is not cast in iron and bronze, where can she resist poking her heart again and again.

A heart was already riddled with holes, and she didn't know how many more times she would be hurt.

This time, she was really tired.

For some reason, Song Shaoyan was inexplicably irritable, and he unbuttoned his neckline.

wanted to light a cigarette, but Ning An was in the car, and he restrained himself.

When Lamborghini drove to Song's house, Ning An was still sleeping.

She looked tired, her eyes were haggard blue, and she was unconscious when the car stopped.

The whole person is like an unwary cat, curled up on the co-pilot, motionless.

Song Shaoyan, who was in the driver's seat, stopped the car and stared at her for a long time.

Half an hour later—

Song Shaoyan took off her coat and wrapped it around her, and then picked her out of the car and walked to the bedroom.

As soon as she was put on the bed, Ning An rubbed her eyes in a daze: "Arrived home?" ”

"Hmm." The man took off her coat for her.

"I'll send a text message back to Jia Ji, otherwise she will be worried......" Ning An said and wanted to sit up with sleepiness.

"I'll help you get back." Song Shaoyan snatched her phone.

"Oh." Ning An did not resist either.

Too sleepy, she hugged the pillow and immediately fell asleep again.

Only when she sleeps, is she the most troubled, taking off all her masks and disguises.

She didn't move, Song Shaoyan glanced at her and sent a text message back to Ye Jiaqi.

Instead of going to the bathroom immediately, he put down his phone and sat silently on the edge of the bed.

This sitting is a long time.

The night was dark and the white mist was hazy.