Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 969 Men are still as refined as ever
Just as they were chatting happily, a maid came in.

"Ma'am, sir is back."

Mistake flashed across Ning An's face: "Why is he back?"

"Mr. Song's car just drove back, and he should be in the living room soon." The maid said.

"I see." Ning An responded lightly.

The maid nodded and went down.

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the living room was opened, and a gust of hot wind swept in.

Song Shaoyan was holding the suitcase with one hand, and his suit was hanging on the other arm, looking dusty and tired.

There is deepness in his deep eyebrows, his eyes are not moving, and his face is calm.

His sharp eyes fell on Ning An, but he never moved away.

Ye Jiaqi looked up and saw Song Shaoyan. She pushed Ning An who was drinking tea with her hand.

The man in the black shirt was still as refined as usual, the same as when Ye Jiaqi saw him for the first time.

Ning An raised his head and frowned.

Why does he look like he just came back from a business trip?
Didn't he have dinner with Gu Huiyin at noon?

Song Shaoyan put the suitcase by the wall and walked slowly towards the sofa.

"You're back." Ning An wanted to stand up.

"I heard you were injured." Song Shaoyan pressed her shoulder and threw the suit on the sofa, "It's not serious."

"It's okay, it's just a sprained ankle, it's not a big deal."

"I just came back from City Z, sorry for the delay." His face was apologetic.

City Z is not far from the capital, very close.

Ye Jiaqi was a little embarrassed: "An An, I just remembered that I have an appointment with Professor Mu today, so I'll go to Mu's house first."

Here she is, somewhat like a light bulb.

After finishing speaking, she didn't care whether Ning An answered or not, and ran away in no time.

Instead, Song Shaoyan said calmly from behind: "Miss Ye, I'll ask the driver to take you off."

"Thank you." Ye Jiaqi became more and more embarrassed.

Song Shaoyan really didn't mean to keep her, she told the driver immediately when she said she wanted to leave.

"Jia Qi, be careful on the road." Ning An had no choice but to tell her.

Ye Jiaqi didn't stay too long, she just sent Ning An home safely.

As soon as Ye Jiaqi left, silence returned to the living room.

Ning An sat on the sofa, stroking the teacup expressionlessly.

She looked down at the light green tea in the white porcelain cup, quietly floating on the water.

The tea is fragrant and the mist is dense.

"Let me see." Song Shaoyan squatted down and stretched out his hand, trying to check the injury on her ankle.

Ning An subconsciously withdrew her foot and didn't let him touch it.

"It's okay, just a little injury, and Jiaqi is gone, there is no one in the living room, so there is no need to show it to others." Ning An's face was indifferent and calm.

She drew her foot back.

Song Shaoyan didn't move, but squatted on the ground, his eyes darkened.

"Show others what to do, shouldn't I care about you?" Song Shaoyan said coldly.

"Don't, I'm afraid."

Ning An moved to the side of the sofa, a little further away from Song Shaoyan.

The weasel wishes the chicken a new year, can it be kind?Ning An didn't believe it.

Song Shaoyan's face became even more serious, and he looked up at Ning An: "Your attitude is very problematic."

"Huh?" Ning An was surprised, why is there something wrong with her attitude?

She didn't want to quarrel with Song Shaoyan, she knew that once he came back, she would have no peace.

"I'm on a business trip, and you don't call me?" Song Shaoyan stood up, although the tone was reproachful, but more helpless.

"You don't need a phone call."

"You!" Song Shaoyan choked.

"I'm a little tired. I want to go upstairs for a lunch break." Ning An looked at him.

(End of this chapter)