Outside the villa, a Lamborghini sports car was parked.

Under the hazy night, a man in a black coat stood beside the sports car, his face gloomy, and his hair was covered with white mist at night.

He put his hands in his coat pocket and looked at the brightly lit villa with cold eyes.

There was a look that could not be seen clearly in the eyes.

Angry emotions brewed and fermented little by little on his face.

The door of the living room opened, and Ning An, wearing a white coat, walked out, behind him was the petite Ye Jiaqi.

The wind outside is very strong and very cold.

"Jiaqi, go back." Ning An stopped her.

Ye Jiaqi looked up and saw Song Shaoyan outside.

Although Song Shaoyan's face was gloomy, he was very calm.

"Jiaqi, there will be no problem. He dares not do anything to me. I have an interest relationship with him." Ning An comforted her, "Although he has a bad character, at least he still has a bottom line and he will not hit a woman."

"But……"

"It's okay, Jiaqi, you go in, I'll feel relieved when you go in. It's cold outside, be good, go in."

Ning An didn't want to get Ye Jiaqi involved.

She pushed Ye Jiaqi, but Ye Jiaqi had no choice but to go back to the house.

When the door closed, Ning An breathed a sigh of relief and walked down the steps.

Walking through the wide courtyard and bypassing the fountain, she walked out of the villa.

As the wind blew, the tassels on Ning'an's scarf kept swinging.

The man seemed to be unable to feel the cold, standing next to the car without moving.

His cold eyes stared at her.

Ning An walked to him and smiled faintly: "Young Master Song is so late and still comes to me?"

Under the night, her face was particularly gentle, like the moonlight and the flowing water.

There was also a smile in my eyes, as if I was just facing an irrelevant person.

"Ning'an, when will I learn to stay home at night? Hum?" Song Shaoyan moved his eyes and looked at her, his voice low.

"I learned from Mr. Song." Ning An raised his hand and picked his hair.

Under the hazy night, there was a little more charm on her face that she didn't have on her usual occasions.

For the first time, Song Shaoyan discovered that this woman could be so charming.

Be able to be motivated in the company, behave well and gentle in front of his grandfather, and be cold and lonely in front of him.

Why didn't he discover that his wife was very powerful?

"Get into the car." Song Shaoyan glanced at her and looked at his Lamborghini.

"I have a car myself, so I can drive it back."

"Don't let me say it for the second time." Song Shaoyan's tone was indifferent, "You don't want to argue with me at Master Qiao's villa, right?"

"Song Shaoyan, you are really capable." Ning An's lips were raised with disdain.

Coercion and temptation, everything comes.

Ning An really didn't want to argue with him at Qiao Ye's villa, and it was known that it was not good for anyone.

She sat into Song Shaoyan's car with cold eyes.

Seeing Ning'an get in the car, Song Shaoyan got into the driver's seat.

"Ning'an, Song's family is very busy these days. Don't cause trouble for me." Song Shaoyan warned.

He drove out and drove out of the villa area.

The man looked very cold when driving, with his slender fingers clasped the steering wheel, his face was handsome, and his eyes were not very warm.

"Why did I cause you trouble? Do I have no qualifications to meet friends now?"

"Report to me when you go out."

"Ha." Ning An was angry and laughed, "Then do you have to report to me too? This will make it fair."

Song Shaoyan frowned.
Chapter completed!