"Master Han, what I want most, others don't know, don't you know?"

Song Zehan extinguished the cigarette on his fingertips and sat on the rattan chair next to him, his legs folded.

The posture seemed casual, but the aura that was not angry and powerful had already spread out from the bottom of his eyebrows and eyes with a slow blink of his eyes.

"Ren Yi, you are dreaming." Although Song Zehan's refusal was just a normal tone, there was undoubted certainty in his tone, "The company, property, and shares are up to you, but she-you want to, also, don't, think." ”

Song Zehan deliberately slowed down his speech and refused word by word.

He knew that Ren Yi heard clearly, but he wanted to provoke Ren Yi in this way and force Ren Yi to tell his true purpose.

"Company? Property? Share? Scold. Ren Yi picked up the water cup again, his hand holding the cup gradually tightened, and suddenly smiled, "Song Zehan, am I so short of money in your eyes?" Who are you here to beg for food? ”

Song Zehan smiled but did not speak.

He didn't mean it, but if Ren Yi insisted on such an understanding, then he didn't need to explain.

His boundaries have always been simple, and there is no room for sand in his eyes.

Those who are sincere to him, he will naturally protect them in every way.

But those who have two minds are a different matter.

Ren Yi stared at Song Zehan for a few seconds and smiled.

Without saying a word, he raised the glass into the air and let go of his hand.

"Smack" –

Smashed to pieces.

It's as if their seemingly harmonious and strong relationship over the years is enough to tear one apart if one of them lets go.

But in the end, this so-called harmony is just a temporary nothing.

He has always hidden his true identity, which is nothing more than a kind of lurking.

The relationship with such a big secret is destined to break down, not accidental.

"Since we can't talk about it, forget it."

After the words fell, Ren Yi stepped on the glass shards, turned around and left the room.

As soon as Ren Yi left with his front foot, Song Zehan also got up from the sofa, stepped on another piece of debris, and left the room.

With a time difference of less than half a minute, there was no longer Ren Yi in the corridor.

Song Zehan took out his mobile phone and dialed Ruan Shiyan's number.

"Location."

"We're all in Little Star's room."

said that he was going to take Song An'an to eat, but if Song Zehan was left here alone, how could Ruan Shiyan rest assured.

So she simply chose to stay in Xiao Xing's room, which was closest to Song Zehan's private room, and stood at the door, sometimes leaning against the door to listen to the movement, and sometimes looking at the situation in the corridor through the cat's eyes.

Although Song Anan didn't understand the situation, when she heard that her sister-in-law asked her to sit there and wait for a while, she obediently obeyed and went to talk to Xiao Xing, who she hadn't seen for a long time.

Before the phone hung up, Ruan Shiyan saw Song Zehan walking towards her with the phone in the cat's eye.

Seeing the unharmed man, she breathed a sigh of relief and quickly opened the door.

But the moment the door opened, she not only saw Song Zehan, but there was another figure and a black muzzle in her sight that she didn't want to see......

Ruan Shiyan's pupils shrank, her brain went blank, and she ran away.

But when she desperately ran to Song Zehan's side, she found that there was nothing at the other end of the corridor, where was Ren Yi and the muzzle?

Ruan Shiyan was stunned.

What's the situation?

The distance between her and Song Zehan was only three steps away, and it took two or three seconds for her to run over.

How...... It's gone?

Could it be that she was dazzled and hallucinated just now?

"What's wrong with such a bad face?"