Looking at the little face with a bright smile, Song Zehan habitually stretched out his hand and hugged the little woman who ran over directly into his arms.

It wasn't until I felt that the breathing of the little woman in my arms became cautious and her body became more and more stiff, that I realized that my actions were inappropriate.

He let go of his hand and patted her head casually.

Ren Yi glanced at Song Zehan meaningfully, crossed his arms to his chest, and walked over with an aggrieved expression.

"I said Master Han, look at what you said, I just care about Yan Yan and want to do my duty as a brother to help her settle the account, and it's not a big deal, are you mocking me like this?"

Song Zehan ignored him and glanced down at Ruan Shiyan.

retracted his gaze and was about to ask Fu Disheng to check out, but the cashier who had watched the play for a long time couldn't stand it.

"I'm sorry, the accounts at these two tables don't add up to a lot, can we stop prevaricating and settle the bill as soon as possible? There are several guests waiting in the back. ”

Ren Yi: "......" seems to be despised by the cashier.

Ruan Shiyan: "......" Why does she think that this grade of restaurant does not match her brother's painting style?

It's just enough to meet Ren Yi, but she can also meet her brother at the same time, is there any magical power in this place?

Song Zehan glanced at Ren Yi, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"He knots."

Since it was the brother's responsibility, it was not his turn.

Song Zehan said so, of course Ruan Shiyan would not shirk it again.

She directly ignored Ren Yi and tugged at Song Zehan's sleeve.

"Brother, why are you here?"

But Song Zehan, who had just finished supporting his waist, glanced at her expressionlessly, didn't even say half a word, and turned around and left directly.

Leaving Ruan Shiyan alone in the wind.

What's going on?

The legendary Ultraman? Show up when you need to fight monsters, and leave after fighting monsters?

But why did she think her brother seemed to be a little angry?

Ruan Shiyan returned to the private room with her mobile phone, and was hesitating to send him a WeChat message to ask, but her brother's WeChat sent it first.

Song Zehan: [Why don't you use the card I gave you? 】

Ruan Shiyan was suddenly a little excited, this was the first time she and her brother had talked in real time!

But...... Are he sure he didn't send the wrong person?

Ruan Shiyan: [??? 】

Ruan Shiyan: [What card? 】

"Yan Ye, what's wrong?"

Ruan Shiyan put down her phone and sighed at Xiao Xing, "You may not believe it, I went to check out just now, and I not only ran into Ren Yi, but also my brother." ”

Listening to Ruan Shiyan finish the process, Xiao Xing put down the water cup and suddenly interjected, "Ren Yi's stinky boy is cheap, but his heart is not bad, you don't have to pay attention to him." ”

Huh?

"Uncle Xiao, do you know him too?"

Xiao Xing nodded, and there was a hint of memory in his eyes.

"Well, if you think your brother's scolding is not enjoyable, let Xiaoxing call him over, and I will scold him again to help you get angry."

Is it so casual?

"Ah, no need Uncle Xiao. I just don't feel familiar with him politely, so I don't want to owe him favors, anyway, it's not necessary if the matter is over. ”

"Okay, then when do you want to see him scolded, feel free to let Little Star tell me."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Xiao."

After eating, Ruan Shiyan really pulled Xiao Xing to accompany her to buy a small safe, and the previous bank card could not be found for the time being, so she could only tie the card she and Xiao Xing deposited money with first.

Back in Song Garden, taking advantage of Song Zehan's absence, Ruan Shiyan wanted to go to the study and bedroom to try her luck, but the two rooms were locked.

She went back to the room sullenly, took out her mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, but still didn't receive a reply from Song Zehan.

So...... Did he send the wrong person?

After dinner, Ruan Shiyan waited in the room for a long time and didn't hear Song Zehan's voice.

It wasn't until everyone was about to fall asleep that a series of steady footsteps finally sounded outside.

She held her breath and listened to the voice disappear in the direction of Song Zehan's room, and was hesitating to ask him in person again, but the mobile phone, which had been quiet for most of the day, vibrate.

It was a WeChat message from Song Zehan, and the content was a photo.

In the center of the photo is a black bank card, which is placed on a bedside table.

Wait – how does this look so much like the bedside table in his bedroom?

Is this the card he said?

As soon as Ruan Shiyan felt the clue, another message full of commanding tone was sent.

Song Zehan: [Come here.] 】