Song Yuyan's shoulders shrank slightly, and she glanced at him with pure and clear eyes. She trotted forward obediently, and said with a sweet smile: That's right, he... When Song Yuyan said that, she turned around again She looked at Xia Jinghao, who was not far behind her, and saw that he had his hands in his pockets and the iced American coffee in his hand was placed on the ground. How could the iced Americano be played with by him like this? She had learned a lot today...
Nan Zeyu frowned tightly, his face became colder and colder, he held her forcefully into his arms, and held her waist with his big hands. Song Yuyan felt her waist tighten. , she suddenly looked back and met his cold and sinister black eyes. His pupils dilated and contracted, and he looked directly at her with a cold look in his eyes.
His masculine handsome face was livid, and he said with a cold expression: You dare to look at other men in front of me, huh? Song Yuyan, I don’t think you take my words to heart?
Song Yuyan stared blankly into his cold black eyes, and then she said in a panic: No, no, no, no, Ayu, I... the more she spoke, the less she knew what to do. He explained simply, bowing his head and remaining silent.
When Nan Zeyu saw her like this, he was even more angry and was about to throw the cake bag he bought from the cake shop to the ground. Song Yuyan glanced out of the corner of her eye and hurriedly raised her head to stop her. As he moved, she stood on tiptoes and grabbed the cake bag in his hand, snatched it away, and then held it tightly in the palm of her hand, holding it like a treasure.
The man suddenly raised her chin and forced her to look at him. He smiled uncontrollably and said: What, can’t you think of what to say? Tell me, why is Xia Jinghao here...Song Yuyan
Nan Zeyu's cold voice was extremely cold, without any warmth, and it was so cold that it hurt like a bone marrow puncture. What was she going to say? How to explain, how to make it look like she had done something to feel sorry for him...
Song Yuyan felt a tearing pain in her mandible, she frowned slightly but kept silent. Nan Zeyu's face looked even colder, and his pair of deep black eyes pierced her eyes darkly and coldly, making her face turn pale and her heart tremble violently.
At this moment, he saw Xia Jinghao walking over with a cold face. He suddenly let go of Song Yuyan, and then subconsciously pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly with his big hands. She held her little hand, and her deep black eyes stared at him warily.
Song Yuyan was stunned. When she came back to her senses, she saw Xia Jinghao walking over with a stern face. Song Yuyan waved her hand to him awkwardly. Xia Jinghao curled his lips playfully and walked quickly. Come over and stand side by side with Nan Zeyu and Song Yuyan.
Nan Zeyu glanced at Xia Jinghao, his face was cold, his thin lips spoke softly, and he said with a guarded look: It's you again, Mr. /p>
Xia Jinghao lowered his head and drank some hot Americano. He glanced at Nan Zeyu with his charming brown eyes. He chuckled and said: Listening to Mr. Nan’s tone, do you think I am here on purpose? Hahaha , you are so guarded against me! It seems that you are very nervous about your little ancestor!
Song Yuyan frowned, raised her eyes to look at his profile, and asked with a confused look: What do you mean? Why am I the little ancestor again? What are you doing? Nan Zeyu frowned, looked at her, and said with an indifferent face: I will explain to you when I return to the villa, baby, now I will deal with the person in front of me first.
After saying that, she turned her eyes and glanced at Xia Jinghao who looked fearless. Song Yuyan turned to look at Xia Jinghao and said eagerly: Hey, please explain clearly, you and I are just I met you by chance. You didn’t show up here on purpose, Mr. Xia.
Xia Jinghao lowered his head and continued to drink several more sips of iced American. His beautiful side face was both charming and evil, and his soft and strong jawline looked beautiful and charming without losing the masculinity of a man. Song Yuyan He glanced at him quietly, he just said that he knew Jiayi, how could he...
Nan Zeyu noticed that Song Yuyan was looking at Xia Jinghao, his face became colder and colder, and he said in a cold voice: Song Yuyan , have you seen enough? Isn't it beautiful, huh? Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him again, her watery eyes full of fear, and her little face was so tight that she didn't dare to speak.
Xia Jinghao turned to look at Song Yuyan again, and he laughed meaningfully. Nan Zeyu heard his laughter, looked at Xia Jinghao, and said with a cold expression: "Why are you laughing, Mr. Xia?" You haven't explained why you are here, so don't try to shirk it.
Xia Jinghao stood up straight and looked at Nan Zeyu head-on. His brown eyes showed a slight smile, and he said gently: I'm not trying to shirk it, but Mr. Nan, you are a little too nervous. , I just made an appointment with the client to talk at the coffee shop across the square. After that, I bought a cup of coffee. I walked across the square and wandered around Qiao Qiao, where I met Sister Song.
Nan Zeyu raised his eyebrows coldly, his black eyes looked into his smiling brown eyes, and he said coldly: Is it true? Mr. Xia. Then, Xia Jinghao glanced at Song Yuyan in his arms again, and said jokingly: How about letting Sister Song and your boyfriend explain it to you?
Song Yuyan looked at him blankly. Xia Jinghao, she looked puzzled, are you going to kill me? She didn't see someone getting angry and adding fuel to the fire. Song Yuyan was speechless. She frowned, turned to look at Xia Jinghao, and said with a gentle expression: "Mr. I heard you calling "Sister Jiayi" on the phone. Do you know her?
This time it was Xia Jinghao's turn to become nervous. He glanced sideways at Song Yuyan with a determined look on his face and said unnaturally: "Yes, so what?" I know you are her best friend, but I don’t know if she doesn’t want to continue with me...
Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu looked at each other, then looked at Xia Jinghao, his face was full of disappointment and low. He lowered his head and stopped drinking the iced American style. It seemed that the iced American style in his hand suddenly lost its flavor.
Song Yuyan was even more sure that something must have happened between her best friend and Mr. Xia, and it was Mr. Xia who had some different feelings for Jiayi. After a while, Xia JinghaoLooking up at Nan Zeyu, his brown eyes dimmed a little, and he said eagerly: I know it's a bit abrupt for me to do this, but can I borrow your little ancestor? Mr. Nan.
Before Nan Zeyu understood what Xia Jinghao meant, he saw Xia Jinghao approaching him and fiercely pulled Song Yuyan to his side. Nan Zeyu clenched his fists in anger, with a cold look on his face. Han stared at him with hatred, Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu, her watery eyes blinked sweetly at him, and said sweetly: Don't get me wrong, Ayu, he wants to know about Jiayi through me. .
Xia Jinghao nodded sincerely to Nan Zeyu and said with a sincere face: That's it, Mr. Nan, don't misunderstand. As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Jinghao took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. He opened the screen and handed it to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan looked at his phone and then took it.
Song Yuyan looked up at Xia Jinghao with a shocked face. She was puzzled for a while, then said with a blank expression: Birthday, what birthday? You celebrated her birthday that night, Mr. Xia.
Yi replied a message to him, "I've been very busy recently, don't look for me, don't come to the hospital entrance. Jinghao
Xia Jinghao couldn't help but get closer to Song Yuyan. Nan Zeyu was so angry when he saw this scene. He frowned, pursed his thin lips, clenched his fists, and continued to look at them.
Song Yuyan's breath tightened, Xia Jinghao came closer to her, and she continued to watch intently. The more she looked at the information box in his hand, the more she frowned, and said nervously: She must be very busy. Jiayi has been busy and hasn't contacted me for a month. Nothing happened to her.
Xia Jinghao's face turned cold and his thin lips pursed. He raised his head and distanced himself from Song Yuyan. Then, he turned to look at the terrifying Nan Zeyu with a cold face. He said calmly: Okay, Mr. Nan, it’s okay, let’s do this. Do you have time tonight?
After saying that, Xia Jinghao raised his hand and looked at his watch. He looked up again when he saw that it was almost afternoon. Nan Zeyu said nothing, and Song Yuyan came over, handed the phone to Xia Jinghao, and said sweetly: I have time tonight, what's the matter?
Nan Zeyu saw Song Yuyan. After handing the phone back to Xia Jinghao, his expression calmed down a bit. His long eyebrows relaxed a little and he said with an indifferent expression: Today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday. I will not go to the company. I will stay with my wife. What can I do? ? Mr. Xia.
Nan Zeyu emphasized the word "wife" to remind someone that she has a husband. , Just have time. I want to treat you two to a casual dinner. I don’t know if it’s okay. Of course, I’ll go to my villa, not outside.
As soon as Song Yuyan heard this.Inviting you to dinner, her watery eyes were clear and bright, her pupils were dilated, and the corners of her lips were curved. She looked at Xia Jinghao with a sweet smile on her face, and said with a bright face: Of course, can I go to your villa? Mr. Xia.
Xia Jinghao nodded indifferently to Song Yuyan, and Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu. Her eyes were as bright as crystal, and she said with a sweet smile: Go, go, Ayu, okay? , Mr. Xia invites us to dinner!
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Nan Zeyu frowned, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, nodded and said: OK! Then, the three of them spent an afternoon shopping in the shopping mall of the square. Nan Zeyu and Xia Jinghao Walking behind, Song Yuyan walks in front.
As soon as the two handsome men appeared in the shopping mall, all the women were stunned, but after seeing Nan Zeyu’s cold eyes that made people shiver, they didn’t dare to walk up. In front of me, I could only look at him with admiration.
Xia Jinghao glanced at Nan Zeyu, who had a calm face, and said in a clear voice: Mr. Nan really loves your little ancestor to the core. Look, these women don’t dare to come forward when they see you. . Nan Zeyu didn't speak, he just stared softly, slowly and deeply at the pretty figure in front of him, and looked at her with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Xia Jinghao followed his gaze and knew in his heart that since Mr. Nan loved Sister Song so deeply, his sister might not have much chance of winning, right? Thinking of this, his mind flashed That cold little face, Shen Jiayi, he frowned, Sister Jiayi, why didn’t you reply to my message?
After shopping until 6 pm, the three of them slowly walked out of the exit of the shopping plaza. Nan Zeyu turned to look at her, frowned, and said with a surprised look on his face: Why didn't you buy anything after shopping all afternoon? Baby.
He thought she would want to buy a lot of things, but she just looked at them and then left again. Song Yuyan glanced at him and said with a sweet smile: "I don't like anything, so I don't want to buy it. Why do you want to spend money for me?"
Nan Zeyu paused, looked at Song Yuyan, and said tenderly: As long as you want, I will buy this entire shopping mall for you, baby. Song Yuyan was stunned and said with an unhappy look: No, I don't want it and I don't want it.
Driving out of Ancheng City Square, the sky was slowly getting dark. Song Yuyan turned to look at Xia Jinghao, who was sitting behind her, and saw him looking out the car window with a cold expression on his face. .
Xia Jinghao suddenly turned his eyes and saw Song Yuyan looking at him. He smiled seductively and said with a laugh in his voice: Sister Song, when you look at me like this, do you not care about your boyfriend's life or death? ? It will be a while before we go to my villa, so I will squint my eyes first.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill running down his back, and a cold gaze swept towards her. She turned to look at Nan Zeyu, with starry eyes and a warm smile on her face, saying: Xia The gentleman was joking, I was a little sleepy, so he called me, Ayu.
After saying that, she quickly kissed the side of his face sweetly.He kissed her, then turned his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep. Nan Zeyu looked at her again, and her eyes had slowly closed. He took off his suit jacket smoothly, and then gently covered her legs.
More than an hour later, Nan Zeyu saw that he had arrived at the entrance of Xia Jinghao's villa. He gently turned his head to look at Xia Jinghao, his face was calm, and he shouted in a low voice: Mr. Xia, may I ask about your villa? Is it at this intersection?
When Xia Jinghao heard someone calling him, he quickly opened his brown eyes, straightened up and said with a serious face: Yes, this is it, drive inward, the third villa on the left is my villa.
Nan Zeyu glanced around the villa with his dark eyes. He looked sideways at Xia Jinghao and said in a low voice: Okay, I understand, Mr. Xia. The street lights were slowly turning on outside the car window, and he turned the corner and drove the Ferrari sports car into the intersection.
Arriving at the villa where Xia Jinghao lived, Xia Jinghao opened his brown eyes and said with a warm smile: Yes, yes, it’s here. Sister Song, wake up and arrive at my villa soon.
Song was sleeping deeply when she heard someone shouting. She opened her watery eyes and glanced at him with a confused expression. Nan Zeyu watched her wake up with a smile on his face. He said softly: Wake up, baby, here we are, at his villa.
He leaned over carefully to unbuckle her seat belt. Song Yuyan still had a confused look on her face. Nan Zeyu lowered his head and kissed her gently under her earlobe. Song Yuyan was stunned and immediately woke up and pushed him away. He opened it and said with a blushing face: Is there anyone there? Ayu, I'm awake, okay, I'm really awake.
The three of them got out of the car. Nan Zeyu locked the door. Xia Jinghao walked quickly to the door of the villa. He saw the servant Su Ma standing at the door and smiling gently. Song Yuyan walked side by side with him. Walking over, she saw Su's mother and said softly: We meet again, Su's mother, remember me!
Su’s mother was stunned when she saw Song Yuyan, and saw Nan Zeyu following her next to her. She understood something, and said with a gentle look: Hey, remember, I remember you, Miss Song, you OK! Song Yuyan smiled sweetly at Su’s mother and raised her hand.
After walking into the villa, passing through Xia Jinghao's backyard, and walking to the door of the villa, Su's mother bent over and opened the door with a look of joy on her face. Nan Zeyu's eyebrows were as cold as ice, and his big hand held her small hand tightly, holding it tightly in his palm.
Xia Jinghao first walked into the villa and saw Mr. Ling coming out. When Mr. Ling saw Song Yuyan, he was startled for a moment, and then said with a loving face: You are here again, little girl, let me Grandpa Ling, are you okay with your ankle?
Song Yuyan let go of his big hand, walked forward, took off her high heels and stretched forward. Mr. Ling bent down and took a closer look at Song Yuyan's right ankle. Then, he raised his head and said with a smile on his face: Oh, okay. , everything is fine, the ankle is healed, little girl.
Song Yuyan looked at Grandpa Ling and smiled sweetly. Xia Jinghao looked at Grandpa Ling who was smiling happily. His innocent face and brown eyes blinked beautifully and said: I brought my friends to say goodbye.Grandpa Ling doesn’t mind having dinner at the villa. I met Sister Song and her boyfriend in the square.
After saying that, he turned to look at Song Yuyan, who looked sweet and pleasant, and Nan Zeyu, who looked cold. Mr. Ling looked at the two people next to him. His eyebrows were indifferent and he said gently: I don't mind, I don't mind, come on, let's eat! Su's mother, is dinner ready?
As Mr. Ling said that, he looked at Su's mother. Su's mother quickly responded and said softly: "Okay, that's good. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look, old man." Master Xia, Miss Song.
Song Yuyan held Nan Zeyu's arm sweetly. Nan Zeyu looked at her and smiled lovingly, then stretched out his hand to pinch her pink and white skin. Xia Jinghao felt sour in his heart when he saw it from behind. What was he doing? It would be nice to see Sister Jiayi treat him like this. Ever since he returned to the villa that night, he missed her crazily. The next day, he sent him a message asking him not to wait for her at the hospital gate.
These days, he couldn't lift his spirits no matter what he did. He checked his phone from time to time, but there was no call, reply, or even a video from her. He was frustrated, had trouble sleeping and eating, and felt sour and heavy in his heart. Incessantly.
At the dining table, Xia Jinghao’s food was tasteless. He stared blankly at the food in the bowl without moving his chopsticks. When Song Yuyan saw him like this, she frowned and said with concern. :What’s wrong with you? Mr. Xia, weren’t you the one who invited Mr. Nan and me to dinner?
Me, I want to see Jiayi, I really want to see her, no matter what, I want to know what happened to her? Can you help me?
Nan Zeyu frowned, glanced at Xia Jinghao, and then at Song Yuyan. His deep black eyes darkened again and again, his face became colder, and he said with a cold expression: So, Is this a dinner for help? Mr. Xia.
Xia Jinghao’s charming brown eyes shone with anticipation. He nodded blankly and said sincerely: Yes. Song Yuyan was stunned. She turned to look at Mr. Ling, who frowned and put down his chopsticks.
Nan Zeyu comforted her and gave her some food. He looked at her and said with a gentle face: "You eat first, baby, I'll help him." Song Yuyan nodded blankly, then lowered her head to eat the food in the bowl, and smacked her lips as she ate.
Nan Zeyu stood up, pulled out his chair, and walked quickly to Xia Jinghao. When Xia Jinghao saw Nan Zeyu and stopped eating, he pulled up his chair and followed Nan Zeyu quickly outside the restaurant. Walk. Mr. Ling looked at Song Yuyan, smiled lovingly and said: Come on, let's eat, little girl, eat more! Mr. Ling thought to himself, Haohao must have had feelings for that woman last time, he smiled He shook his head, young people have to help resolve matters between young people!