The car was turned on the air conditioner, which was very warm.

As soon as he got on the bus, Ning An took a seat and rubbed his hands, which was a result of coming back to his senses.

It's so cold outside.

She and Song Shaoyan kept a certain distance, almost one sitting on the left and the other sitting on the right without interfering with each other.

The driver starts the car.

Bentley drove forward along this wide and uninhabited road.

"Give me the scarf back." Ning An reached out to ask him for a scarf.

Song Shaoyan looked down at the scarf on his neck: "I didn't say that I would return the scarf to you as soon as I got in the car."

"!!" Ning An was angry, "When will you give it back to me? Are you still cold?"

"Yes, I'm very cold, what's wrong?" Song Shaoyan turned to look at her burning eyes.

"When I didn't ask." Ning An Wangtian, "But I'm going back, you have to give it back to me."

"I don't have a scarf at home, give it to me."

"Are you unreasonable? This is a female scarf. Are you a man wearing a female scarf? I think you just want my stuff!"

"What's wrong with you if you have a scarf?"

“Unreasonable.”

Ning An didn't want to argue with him anymore, and she had seen him unreasonable before.

The scarf she knitted with her own hands disappeared like this, it has been knitting for a long time.

In the car, Song Shaoyan was wearing a scarf all the time, looking as if it should be cold.

"Where are you living?" Song Shaoyan asked lightly.

"Hilton."

"Oh, when will you leave?"

"It's not your business." Ning An had his own plans.

Neither of them spoke.

Sometimes, Ning An looked out the window silently.

Under the water vapor, the outside world was hazy and not very clear, and there was no one on the whole road.

The atmosphere is a bit cold.

After a long time, Ning An asked casually again: "Have Song Zhai taken back?"

"Yeah." Song Shaoyan responded, "The osmanthus tree in the garden has grown tall, and the branches are forked, but unfortunately no one trimmed it."

"The gardener who used to work in the Song family was very skilled and didn't ask for much money. You can get him back." Ning An looked calm and peaceful. "The old housekeeper is old and may not be able to manage the affairs in terms of finances, but don't send him away. He is very loyal to the Song family."

"Boe Zhou? He has been in the Song family."

"He has followed Grandpa Song. He knows many things about the Song family. If you don't understand, ask him, you won't be wrong."

"I don't like to manage things." Song Shaoyan said lightly.

"It's not something you love or not, it's something you have to manage, just like you like architectural design, but you still have to study finance. Just like you..." Ning An didn't say anything further.

Just like he likes Gu Huiyin, he still has to marry her.

"Why do I have to care?" Song Shaoyan turned his head, and Ning An's gentle face reflected in his slightly raised eyes, "I can care about it if I find a wife."

"Yes." Ning An did not deny it.

She helped him take care of Song's house back then.

However, after a while, Song Shaoyan sneered again: "Some time ago, guess what Gu Huiyin said to me? Hum?"

"How could I know?"

"She said, no one wants a man like me now. If a woman is willing to marry me, she must be interested in my money and power." Song Shaoyan's voice was calm, "I think she is right."

"It's quite right." Ning An looked as if he heard the truth.
Chapter completed!