Just as they were chatting, a maid walked in. [No pop-ups. 】

"Ma'am, sir is back."

A stunned look flashed on Ning An's face: "Why did he come back?" ”

"Mr. Song's car has just driven back, and he should be in the living room soon." The maid said.

"I see." Ning An responded lightly.

The maid nodded and went down.

As soon as the words fell, I saw the door of the living room opened, and a gust of hot wind swept in.

Song Shaoyan was holding the suitcase in one hand, and the suit was hanging on the other arm, looking dusty and tired.

There was a depth between his deep eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were unmoved, and his face was calm.

His sharp eyes fell on Ning An's body and never moved away.

Ye Jiaqi raised her head and saw Song Shaoyan, she pushed Ning An who was drinking tea with her hand.

The man in the ink-colored shirt was still the usual elegance, and he was still the same as when Ye Jiaqi first saw him.

Ning An raised his head and frowned.

How did he look like he had just returned from a business trip?

Didn't you have dinner with Gu Huiyin at noon?

Song Shaoyan put the suitcase by the wall and walked slowly to the sofa.

"You're back." Ning An wanted to stand up.

"I heard you're hurt." Song Shaoyan pressed her shoulders and threw the suit on the sofa, "It's not serious." ”

"It's okay, it's just a broken foot, it's not a big deal."

"I just came back from Z City, sorry, it's late." His face looked apologetic.

Z city is not far from the capital, very close.

Ye Jiaqi was a little embarrassed: "An An, I remember, I also made an appointment with Professor Mu today, and I will go to Mu's house first." ”

She's here, kind of like a light bulb.

After speaking, she didn't care whether Ning An agreed or not, and ran away as soon as she slipped away.

Instead, Song Shaoyan said lightly behind his back: "Miss Ye, I'll let the driver send you." ”

"Thank you." Ye Jiaqi became more and more embarrassed.

Song Shaoyan really didn't mean to keep her, she said she wanted to leave, and immediately ordered the driver.

"Good times, watch out on the road." Ning An had no choice but to advise.

Ye Jiaqi didn't stay too long, she just sent Ning An home safely.

As soon as Ye Jiaqi left, silence returned to the living room.

Ning An sat on the sofa, rubbing the teacup in his hand expressionlessly.

She looked down at the tea leaves in the white porcelain cup, light green, floating quietly on the water.

The tea is fragrant and the water mist is thick.

"I'll see." Song Shaoyan squatted down and stretched out his hand, wanting to check the injury at her ankle.

Ning An subconsciously shrank his feet and didn't let him touch it.

"It's okay, a little injury, and the good time is gone, there is no one in the living room, no need to do it for others to see." Ning An's face was indifferent and calm.

She retracted her foot.

Song Shaoyan didn't move, squatting on the ground, his eyes sank.

"What do you do to show others, shouldn't I care about you?" Song Shaoyan said coldly.

"Don't, I'm afraid."

Ning An moved to the side of the sofa and moved away from Song Shaoyan.

The weasel gives the chicken a New Year's greeting, can he be kind? Ning An did not believe it.

Song Shaoyan's face became even more somber, and he looked up at Ning An: "Your attitude is very problematic. ”

"Huh?" Ning An was surprised, why was there something wrong with her attitude?

She didn't want to quarrel with Song Shaoyan, she knew that as soon as he came back, she would not be at peace.

"I'm away on business, and you don't call me?" Song Shaoyan stood up, although it was a reproachful tone, but more helpless.

"You don't lack a phone call."

"You!" Song Shaoyan choked.

"I'm a little tired, I want to go upstairs for a lunch break." Ning An looked at him.