The whole dinner lasted for four hours.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Song Shaojun kept his promise and personally sent Ning'an back to the apartment.

The place he lived was far away from her apartment, and Ning An felt sorry for her.

At the evening banquet, because Song Shaojun is there, Gu Huiyin didn't dare to do anything to her. Gu Huiyin wanted to get close to Song Shaojun several times, but was blocked by Song Shaojun's assistant.

Downstairs, Song Shaojun waved his hand: "Go up, it's cold tonight. Go home and change your dress and don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mr. Song, walk slowly, I'll go upstairs." Ning An was still wearing his coat.

I was in a hurry to come out at night and forgot to get my coat. I was standing outside now, which was really cold.

"Go up." Song Shaojun did not close the car door immediately. There was a bright light in his eyes, like a bright star in the sky.

Ning An wrapped her coat tightly and ran towards the corridor in white high heels.

She didn't drink much at night, but she was still groggy.

She pressed the elevator in the corridor and walked to the apartment she rented as usual.

Just as she walked to the door, she suddenly found a tall figure standing in front of her apartment. The man leaned against the wall, with a cigarette that was not lit between his fingers.

Hearing the sound of high heels, Song Shaoyan turned his head and looked at her with ice-hardened eyes, and his cold eyes fell on her face.

"Are you willing to come back?"

"Why are you here?" Ning An walked over, looking surprised, "It's already very late now."

Song Shaoyan's cold eyes swept her from head to toe-

Ning An has a good figure, slender waist, long legs, and looks even taller in high heels.

Her hair is slightly curly and has even more charm.

The evening dress is like it is tailor-made for her, it fits very well, suits her figure and size, the point is...it's expensive.

In the end, his eyes fell on the black suit on her.

Men's suit.

At first glance, you can tell that it was Song Shaojun's. His younger brother chose very well and only wore that one.

"What, I didn't go home with Song Shaojun overnight."

"Song Shaoyan, you can't spit out ivory in your mouth. I'm too lazy to explain to you. You can think whatever you like." Ning An was angry, "Get out of the way."

She walked up to him and tried to push him away.

But Song Shaoyan was very strong, so he pulled off her suit, rubbed it hard, and threw it to the ground.

When the suit was pulled open, Ning An felt cold all over, and she hugged her arms tightly.

She was wearing a one-shoulder dress, and it was cold now in the twelfth month of winter.

"What are you nervous about, Song Shaoyan? I told you at noon. There is a dinner party in the evening. What is your attitude now? Forgot?"

"Ning An, did he buy the dress for you?" Song Shaoyan's eyes fell on her skirt and gave her a fierce look.

"I bought it myself." Ning An was afraid that he would get nervous again.

"Ha, Ning'an, you can't afford to buy this brand of dress, and you can't bear to buy it." Song Shaoyan sneered, "He is really willing to buy it for a skirt of more than 100,000 yuan."

Ning An was stunned for a moment.

She has not studied much about dresses, nor has she studied luxury styles.

She was surprised when she unpacked the packaging. She had never heard of this brand before and was very niche.

Now that she heard Song Shaoyan say this, she realized...

Ning An smiled with a drunken look: "Young Master Song is very knowledgeable about women's clothes."
Chapter completed!