Seongdong Hospital.

When Du Yan arrived, Song Yanjun was coming out of the inside, and he went down the steps one by one, his posture was casual but full of oppression.

"Where's my dad?" Du Yan greeted him, in a hurry.

Song Yanjun didn't answer immediately, but stood still and looked at her for a moment before slowly speaking, "You can't find him when you go in." ”

While talking, a man in a suit with glasses and a briefcase walked out with the wind, looked at Du Yan and walked to Song Yanjun.

"Young Master, we have already learned the details, which side are we defending?"

Raising his chin, Song Yanjun looked at Du Yan meaningfully, "You say, how to choose." ”

Du Yan's answer was to turn her head and leave directly, and Song Yanjun grabbed her wrist at the moment she staggered.

In a very low voice, he said, "Don't be stupid. ”

Glancing at the slender hand on her wrist, Du Yan rolled her eyes, and her voice was calm: "Let go." ”

Song Yanjun let go silently and watched her enter the hospital.

The lawyer raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Young master, I still need to go back and report the situation here to the old gentleman, should I go first or go together?" ”

Song Yanjun: "Send him back, and send me another car." ”

The assistant left with the lawyer.

Du Yan didn't find her father in the hospital for an hour, she came out weakly, and her whole person was filled with a deep depression that couldn't be dissolved.

Not far away, on a luxurious and low-key off-road vehicle.

Song Yanjun propped his head, his eyes watched Du Yan come out of the hospital through his fingers, and his sharp eyes finally didn't have to hide his affection and attachment at all.

He started the car and stopped in front of Du Yan, lowered the window and motioned for her to get in the car.

Du Yan didn't move, glaring at him.

Song Yanjun: "If you want to find your father, get in the car." ”

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in the hotel's underground parking lot, and the quiet and tight environment around Du Yan made Du Yan feel a little nervous.

"Don't tell me my dad is here." She looked at Song Yanjun through the rearview mirror.

Song Yanjun: "Stay with me for one night, and I'll help you rescue your father." ”

The blue tendons on her forehead jumped fiercely, and Du Yan felt that her teeth were a little itchy, "What are you and me?" ”

Song Yanjun didn't answer her question, but insisted on asking her answer, "You can think about it slowly, I have the patience to wait for you." ”

He had to force her to back down step by step in order to let her go back to the Song family with him.

Forget it, she has no other choice, so she should sleep with the dog.

"I'm going to see my dad tomorrow morning."

"Okay."

Du Yan jumped out of the car, slammed the door slammed in frustration, and walked towards the elevator by herself, Song Yanjun raised her eyebrows and got out of the car to follow.

After entering the elevator, the two had neither eye contact nor verbal communication, and when they got off the elevator, Du Yan was just a step slower and waited for him to lead the way.

Presidential Suite 2688.

Song Yanjun opened the door, a little surprised that the lawyer and the assistant were actually in the room, his steps were slight, but Du Yan didn't seem to see the two people.

"Do you need me to take a shower first?"

The corners of her eyes jumped, and before Song Yanjun could speak, Du Yan had already consciously gone into the bathroom.

The lawyer's face was not shocked, but his eyes were puzzled, "Young master, is it inconvenient now?" ”

He got up and wanted to leave, but he still didn't leave immediately, "If Miss Li knew about this, she would definitely be angry, the young master knows Miss Li's temper better than me." ”

Looking over with a cold face, Song Yanjun's eyes were stained with Xiao Killing, "Are you warning me?" ”

The lawyer suddenly bowed his head in cold sweat on his forehead: "Don't dare, it's just ...... Remind the young master. ”

Song Yanjun: "Get out." ”

As if he had received an amnesty, the lawyer almost ran out, and the assistant followed him out, closing the door with his hand.

He glanced at the lawyer sympathetically, thinking that the two of them were usually good, and walked over and patted him on the shoulder, "Lawyer Liu, you know Miss Li's temper, but you don't know the young master's temper?" Who will call the shots in the group in the future, you think clearly, it's time to make a choice. ”

The cold sweat on the lawyer's forehead was heavier.

Who is in charge of the group?

Mingli is Song Yanjun, but behind his back, he is constrained by his eldest uncle, who knows how to choose?

Du Yan came out of the shower, only Song Yanjun was in the room holding her head under the lamp and closing her eyes to recuperate, she lowered her eyes, and walked to him after doing a good job of mental construction.

"Come on."

A righteous and awe-inspiring look with open arms?

Song Yanjun propped up his eyelids and looked at her suspiciously, "What's coming." ”

"What did you call me to the hotel for?" Du Yan felt that Song Yanjun was pretending to be confused, or deliberately humiliating her.

Isn't it just to go to bed with him?

What's the big deal.

Looking at the irrepressible pink on the roots of her ears, Song Yanjun knew that she had misunderstood but didn't plan to explain.

"Take off your clothes."

He knew how much self-esteem and self-love she had, and she couldn't do it when she undressed in front of him.

Qinglian's fingers pinched the bathrobe, but Du Yan couldn't do anything.

"If you can't do it, sit down and read to me." Song Yanjun was not embarrassed, but handed a book to Du Yan.

Unconsciously took the book, Du Yan wondered in her heart.

"What the hell do you want to do?" When she came to the hotel and didn't sleep, she was nervous, couldn't she give her a good time?

Song Yanjun had already closed his eyes, "Do whatever you want, don't think too much." ”

There are thousands of question marks, and Du Yan endures it, as long as she doesn't sleep with him.

After a while, Du Yan's voice reverberated throughout the room without interruption, perhaps because the tense emotions were relaxed, or because she was too tired, after a while, Du Yan's voice gradually became quieter, and finally silenced.

At the door of the hotel, a sneaky person was caught by Song Yanjun's assistant.

Ten minutes later.

Song Yanjun's door was knocked, and the assistant respectfully called the young master.

Glancing at Du Yan, who was asleep on the sofa, he got up to open the door, and the assistant threw the sneaky person in.

The man rolled around on the ground, got up on all his hands, and kept nodding his head.

"Young master, I, I'm my own person."

Song Yanjun knew that he was a member of the Song family, so it depended on which Song family member he was.

"Silence."

Glancing at the man coldly, Song Yanjun turned around and walked to the side of the sofa.

Du Yan fell asleep on her knees like a little beast, frowning her brows tightly even in her dreams, not knowing what she dreamed of, Song Yanjun reached out to smooth her eyebrows, leaned over and picked her up, and carefully laid her flat on his bed.

and carefully pulled the quilt.

He tucked the corners of the quilt carefully and asked in a low voice, "Who sent you?" ”