Chapter 1193
The entire dinner lasted for four hours.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Shaojun kept his promise and personally sent Ning An back to the apartment.

He lived far away from her apartment, Ning An felt sorry for it.

At the banquet in the evening, because of Song Shaojun's presence, Gu Huiyin didn't dare to do anything to her. Gu Huiyin wanted to get close to Song Shaojun several times, but was blocked by Song Shaojun's assistant.

Downstairs, Song Shaojun waved his hand: "Go up, it's cold at night, go home and change your dress, don't catch cold."

"Thank you Mr. Song, let's go slowly, I'll go upstairs." Ning An was still wearing his coat.

I came out in a hurry at night and forgot to take my coat. Standing outside now is really cold.

"Go up." Song Shaojun didn't close the car door immediately, his eyes were bright, like bright stars in the sky.

Ning An wrapped up his coat tightly, and ran towards the corridor in white high heels.

She didn't drink much that night, but she was still groggy.

She pressed the corridor elevator and walked to her rented apartment as usual.

Just when she walked to the door, she suddenly found a tall figure standing in front of her apartment. The man was leaning against the wall with an unlit cigarette between his fingers.

Hearing the sound of high-heeled shoes, Song Shaoyan turned his head and looked at her with ice-hardened eyes, and his cold eyes fell on her face.

"Want to come back?"

"Why are you here?" Ning An walked over with surprised eyes, "It's already very late."

Song Shaoyan's cold gaze swept her from head to toe——

Ning An has a good figure, with a slender waist and slender legs. Wearing high heels makes her look even taller.

Her hair is slightly curly, with all kinds of styles.

The evening gown was tailor-made for her, it fit her figure and size, and the point was... expensive.

In the end, his eyes fell on the black suit she was wearing.

Men's suits.

At first glance, it was Song Shaojun's. His younger brother was very picky and only wore that style.

"Why, I didn't go home with Song Shaojun for the night."

"Song Shaoyan, you can't spit ivory out of your fucking dog's mouth, I'm too lazy to explain to you, you can think whatever you like." Ning An was annoyed, "Get out of the way."

She walked up to him, trying to push him away.

But Song Shaoyan was so strong that he pulled the suit off her body, rubbed her hard, and fell to the ground.

Ripping off the suit, Ning An felt cold all over, and she hugged her arms tightly.

She was wearing a one-shoulder dress, and it was very cold in the twelfth lunar month.

"Why are you crazy, Song Shaoyan? I told you at noon that there will be a dinner tonight. What is your attitude now? Forgot?"

"Ning An, did he buy the dress for you?" Song Shaoyan's eyes fell on her skirt, and he took a hard look.

"I bought it myself." Ning An was afraid that he would lose his nerve again.

"Heh, Ning An, you can't afford a dress of this brand, and you are reluctant to buy it." Song Shaoyan sneered, "A dress costs 10,000+, he is really willing."

Ning An was taken aback.

She didn't have much research on dresses, let alone luxury ones.

When she unpacked it, she was still surprised. She had never heard of this brand, and it was very small.

Now that she heard what Song Shaoyan said, she knew...

Ning An, on the other hand, was drunk and smiled: "Young Master Song has a lot of research on women's clothes."

"Ning An, don't be so mean!" Song Shaoyan grabbed her wrist and dragged her into his arms with a sullen face!

 (Happy weekend, good night~)

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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