When eating hot pot with Ning An, Song Shaoyan was full of scenes of Ning An, Song Shaojun and Xiao Candy eating hot pot together.

He is like an outsider.

Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, Ning An took a bite of cabbage and looked at him: "You eat more, don't be polite to me."

"You just say something that makes me unhappy, I can't eat it anymore." Song Shaoyan looked unhappy.

"Oh, if you can't eat it, you can't eat it." Ning An wouldn't coax him anyway.

She could eat it and was very happy.

She doesn't care about Song Shaoyan.

A person in his thirties should coax him like a three-year-old child?

Song Shaoyan looked at her and was extremely depressed.

Why don't you coax him?

"What are you doing in the afternoon?" Song Shaoyan asked.

“Rest in the hotel.”

"I'll go back to New York tomorrow?"

"Um."

"Okay, I'll go in a few days, just don't stop answering my phone."

"I have always believed in my words. Since I have agreed, I will not regret it." Ning An said calmly and continued to eat hot pot.

Ning An had a very happy meal, but Song Shaoyan looked unhappy.

After dinner, Ning'an returned to the hotel, and Song Shaoyan also returned to his small villa in the capital.

After thinking about it, he still felt depressed, and he could not relieve his depression no matter how hard he was.

This depression was depressed for a long time.

The weather in Beijing is particularly good. He sits in the garden of the villa and enjoys the winter afternoon sun.

Ning An will not take him away tomorrow, so he will go to New York in a few days.

In the evening, the sunset gradually sinks from the west, and Song Shaoyan's depression has not been resolved, so he simply calls out.

Not long after, Zhang De brought a woman to Song Shaoyan's villa.

Song Shaoyan was sitting in a wheelchair making tea, leisurely looking at the rolling mountains in the distance, enjoying the tranquility.

When Xiaoyue saw Song Shaoyan, she was so surprised that her eyes were about to fall out. She wiped her eyes and looked at them several times. It was Song Shaoyan, Senior Song!

Zhang De took the person there and left.

"Sit." Song Shaoyan pointed to the empty seat beside him.

"Senior, is it really you? You have not changed at all, you are still so handsome!"

Song Shaoyan curled his lips lightly and said, "I'm not handsome anymore, I'm old."

"No, I think you are more handsome, more mature and more charming than before!" Xiao Yue sat down. She didn't expect Song Shaoyan to call her over. You know, in college, she had no interaction with a young man like Song Shaoyan at all.

Later, when I learned that he was the Prince of Song, I could only look up to him.

Born to be a member of the same place.

She just heard that Song Shaoyan and President Song were looking for her, and she was really stunned for a long time.

It has been many years since I graduated from college, so why did Mr. Song find her? She is just an inconspicuous ordinary person.

Song Shaoyan was very gentlemanly in dealing with people and poured her a cup of tea. His handsome face was gentle like a breeze and moon, and the soft light of the setting sun shone on his face, adding a little comfort.

"Drink tea." Song Shaoyan handed the cup over.

Xiao Yue felt very honored and frightened: "Song, Mr. Song... Is there anything you have to ask me for?"

She has never been to such a villa. The decoration and environment here are something she can't imagine. It's so beautiful.

"We used to be from the same university." Song Shaoyan spoke slowly, calm and gentle.
Chapter completed!