It's a mess again.

Song Shaoyan felt that he might be a chat terminal, so he was not interested in what Ning An talked about?

He was really helpless.

Sure enough, along the way, he didn't speak, and Ning An ignored him anymore.

When the car left the wilderness, Ning'an said to the driver: "Master, take me to the Bulgari Hotel on Sinan Road."

"No, right?" Song Shaoyan finally got the chance to interrupt, "It's very expensive to stay in a hotel for one night. I have a small villa in Beijing. It's clean and there are always servants, there are many rooms and the environment is good."

"I can live."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

Great.

The topic has been ended again.

After thinking about it, Song Shaoyan asked her: "Do you go back to New York tomorrow? Why not stay in Beijing for a few days? In a few days, I will ask my assistant to buy us tickets."

Ning'an:???

us?

"Isn't it good?" Song Shaoyan saw that she didn't say anything, blinking his eyes and looking at her calmly.

"No need to bother Mr. Song, I will buy the air ticket myself."

"Then what do you think I can do for you?"

"I don't want anything, I can do anything."

"This is not good!" Song Shaoyan looked innocent, "Then I am useless?"

"Song Shaoyan, you're enough! Can you speak well and don't act cute?!" Ning An glared at him.

"No." Song Shaoyan certainly refused to admit it, and it was even more innocent.

"You are so enough. Don't talk to me. I feel annoyed if I say one more word to you." Ning An didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Then you haven't answered me yet. Am I useless?"

"I can do what you can do, do you understand?"

"Oh... I get it, I'm a useless person." Song Shaoyan looked depressed, with flashing water marks in his eyes.

Ning'an:???

That's not what she meant, why is he pretentious?

She just said that he could do what she could do, and when did she say he was a useless person?

Ning An felt that Song Shaoyan was more pretentious and unreasonable, and she didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. The more she paid attention to him, the more pretentious she was.

Song Shaoyan was depressed for a long time.

About half an hour later, the car drove into the city center.

The capital city is still the same capital city. Ning An looked up at the sky. She never thought that one day she would sit in the same car with Song Shaoyan and return to the capital.

Sometimes I feel like it’s a dream, clearly...Song Shaoyan died in a mine accident five years ago.

If it weren't for the real existence of the people around her, she would really have doubted whether this was a dream.

Song Shaoyan glanced at his watch: "It's time to eat, let's have lunch, I'll treat you."

"No need, I'm not hungry, I'll go back to the hotel to have a sleep."

"Then you treat me to the food, and I will send you to the capital."

Ning'an: "..."

She had no choice but to deal with Song Shaoyan.

The car stopped at a hot pot restaurant, which was chosen by Song Shaoyan.

"Why do you need to eat hot pot? It's so smelly?" Ning An asked.

“Eating hot pot in winter makes you feel more like.”

"How do you want it?"

"Well... what is the feeling of first love?"

Ning An rolled his eyes.

Can you still feel like a first love by eating a hot pot? It turns out that his first love tastes hot pot? It’s so pretentious.

"Song Shaoyan, you are already in your thirties, you can mature." Ning An chose a seat by the window.

"What is maturity? I...not masculine enough?"

Ning'an: "..."

I can't talk about this day.
Chapter completed!