Chapter 70: King Song Yama

Ruan Shiyan: [Brother, you shouldn't have a party tonight this weekend, right? 】

As soon as he saw this familiar opening statement, Song Zehan's stretched eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.

If he guessed correctly, as long as he finished answering literally, what was waiting for him next was the news that Ruan Shiyan was going to cook for him by himself.

And then ...... It's a new round of fried kitchens......

Song Zehan pinched his eyebrows and decisively strangled Ruan Shiyan's plan in the cradle.

Song Zehan: [Yes.] 】

Through the screen, Ruan Shiyan could imagine Song Zehan's cold face when he answered this word.

"Alas, it seems that the plan to cook for him himself is about to run aground."

"Huh? But that's not necessarily a bad thing. If he goes out to socialize, he will definitely drink, and when he drinks, he must be more relaxed than usual, if I take the opportunity...... Maybe it's ...... Hey hey ......"

Ruan Shiyan stayed in the office for an afternoon, knowing that Song Zehan would not go back to eat, so she simply finished dinner at the office before being sent back to Song Garden by Xiao Xing.

On the way back, she was still perfecting the plan of "drinking and asking" in her mind, but she never thought that as soon as she walked into the villa, she was greeted by a low-pressure breath.

Before I walked a few steps, I saw two servants standing at the door of the restaurant, one left and one right, with their heads bowed, and they didn't dare to come out.

What's the situation?

Ruan Shiyan was about to go over and take a look, and Mama Zhang, who had a sad face, walked out of the restaurant.

After seeing her come back, my eyes lit up, and the excitement was no less than seeing the savior in the last days.

"Too ...... That's great! Zhang's mother, who almost leaked her mouth, quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "You're finally back!" ”

Ruan Shiyan was a little confused, and didn't care about Zhang's mother's slip of the tongue.

"Mom Zhang, what's wrong?"

"Miss, sir, he has been waiting for you in the restaurant for a long time, but you haven't come back after dinner time, so sir...... Oh, anyway, go and persuade it. ”

Wait for her...... It's been a long time?

Didn't he say that there would be a party in the evening?

Although it was a little strange, Ruan Shiyan still walked into the restaurant quickly.

As soon as he walked in, seeing the exquisite dishes on the long table in front of him, and the cold and scary face behind the long table, three words suddenly popped up in Ruan Shiyan's mind.

- King Song Yama.

You know, the delicacies in front of you.

I don't know, I thought there was a book of life and death in front of him, and he was holding a judge's pen here to determine the life and death of others.

Slander is slander, but Ruan Shiyan still understands the truth of overcoming rigidity with softness.

Seeing this situation, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Brother, what time is it? Why haven't you eaten yet? ”

Song Zehan glanced at her with disgust, and directly completed a non-answering rhetorical question with his eyes.

- What time is it, and do you know how to come back?

Ruan Shiyan had goosebumps, although she felt her brother's disgust, but she could only bite the bullet.

"Brother, did the person who promised to have dinner with you pigeon you before, and you came home in a fit of anger?"

"Come on, come on, tell me who that person is, and I'll help you get angry!"

"The junior smashed the glass, blocked the keyhole, scratched his car, threw broken glass in front of his car or something. The more advanced ones, like finding someone to cry downstairs in his company during the day, and going to his house to pretend to be a ghost at night, give me some time, it's not a problem. ”

Song Zehan: "......"

Seeing Song Zehan's eyebrows wrinkling tighter and tighter, Ruan Shiyan knew that someone's Gao Leng was about to break through, so she hurriedly continued her performance.

"Brother, who are the two of us, what are you polite to me? Say, it's my turn to be a sister to be angry for you! ”

Ruan Shiyan patted her chest with righteousness, but before she put her hand down, her wrist was clenched by Song Zehan.

In the next second, the scenery in front of her changed rapidly, and she fell directly into the man's hot arms......