In the afternoon, Butler Sun cut the fruit and brought it into the bedroom.

"Miss Ye, eat some fruit, I'll make black tea for you." Mr. Sun said.

The bedroom was very warm, and Ye Jiaqi was planning to take a nap.

"Thank you, Butler Sun."

"Miss Ye, you are too polite. This is my duty." Mr. Sun said, "Miss Ye will leave tomorrow?"

"Yes, it's changed to tomorrow."

"Miss Ye, can you not leave? I can see that Mr. Qiao is very reluctant to leave you."

"Is that right? But what he told me was to ask me to go back to Chicago earlier and not go back to Beijing in the future. I will not disturb his life. I will listen to him."

"Miss Ye..."

"Butler Sun, I want to sleep for a while."

"Okay, okay, Miss Ye, then I'll go out first." Butler Sun didn't say anything more and put down the tray and left.

Ye Jiaqi took a bite of the apple, his eyes were distracted and without any focus.

The sour and sweet apples tasted like the lollipop, delicious.

Ning An replied to her: "Jiaqi, I just saw your news. Today's protagonist is not me, but Song Shaojun."

“Have you had lunch?”

"I've eaten. I'm too busy today. It's Jin Sheng's celebration banquet at noon."

Ning An leaned against the pool in the bathroom and replied to Ye Jiaqi.

The sound of leather shoes sounded outside the bathroom, but because Ning An was too focused, he didn't hear it.

She lowered her head, her eyebrows and eyes were full of agility. After drinking some wine at noon, her cheeks were rosy and she looked very happy.

The sound of leather shoes is getting closer.

Just as Ning An put his phone in his bag, suddenly the bathroom door was closed from the inside and she was pressed by the pool by someone coming!

Although Ning An had drunk wine, she was not drunk. Her burning eyes met someone at a glance!

Song Shaoyan!

"How did you come? This is a hotel." Ning An's hand was tightly held by him.

"How did I come here? Of course I drove."

Song Shaoyan's face was cold, and there was a dark light in his eyes. He lost his usual elegance, leaving only the cold and solemn nature of the Dark Night King.

His low and hoarse voice spread in the bathroom, with a chill of gritting teeth.

His whole face was gloomy, like the sky before the June storm, dark.

Ning An frowned in pain. She drank wine, but he didn't.

Song Shaoyan was still in a long gray coat, and he looked like he was coming from outside.

Ning An had no idea of ​​any of his whereabouts, and she didn't even know whether he was in the capital or on a business trip.

Now when he sees it, he seems to be in the capital? Otherwise, why would he come here so quickly?

She didn't know what he was busy with recently, they were separated.

Ning An's cheeks were red, and his eyes were filled with the charm and charm of drunkenness.

"Let go, I want to go back to the banquet." Ning An frowned.

"When did you get involved with Song Shaojun? Huh?" Song Shaoyan's tone was cold.

"Why do you ask this question again? Don't make trouble, he is my boss."

"Boss? Secretary? Very awesome..." Song Shaoyan was sarcastic, "For you, I specially acquired Jin Sheng, which is even more awesome."

"What are you talking nonsense? Jin Sheng is a mess, can anyone get it?"
Chapter completed!