Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Because Song Chenxi had a drink, Lin Hanxing drove her back to Song Garden in person.

The window of the co-pilot was open, and the evening wind rushed in, blowing Song Chenxi's hair messy, as if smeared with ink.

"There are so many lights outside..."

"However, none of them was really lit for me."

Perhaps due to the effects of alcohol, Song Chenxi's voice was hoarse and lazy, and there was a kind of empathetic loneliness in human ears.

It happened to be a red light.

"Have you regretted all these years?"

Lin Hanxing looked ahead.

It seemed to be an understatement, but it caused Song Chenxi to turn her head silently.

"This question, is Miss Nine asking me, or the person you see through me?"

Song Chenxi's smile was immersed in the night, beautiful and blurred.

Lin Hanxing didn't answer immediately.

Lin Hanxing retracted his sight and restarted the vehicle until the vehicle behind it sounded its horn.

"I once asked myself the same question..."

Song Chenxi's long curly hair spread out on both sides of her cheeks, and the deep tiredness that had been hidden in the past was revealed frankly in front of people.

"For his injury, regret it?"

"It turned out to be like this, regret it?"

"Love him, regret it?"

She seemed to be talking about other people, her long eyelashes blinked lightly, and a soft smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Song Yuan was in front of him.

"Love is voluntary, no regrets, I have loved that person with all my strength, there is nothing to regret."

When Song Chenxi's voice reached her ears, Lin Hanxing still sighed almost inaudibly.

So, did Aunt Mian ever be like this?

"Arrived."

Lin Hanxing parked the car at the gate of Song Garden.

Song Chenxi opened the door of the car and carried the high heels that she had kicked off since getting into the car. Perhaps no one would have imagined that the woman who used to be vigorous and resolute in her daily life would have such a side.

"In a few days, I will ask the holy hand to do an inspection for you, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Looking at the thin and graceful back, Lin Hanxing spoke softly to Song Chenxi.

In response to her, Song Chenxi waved goodbye without looking back.

Chic and presumptuous.

………………

Song Garden.

Song Chenxi walked barefoot on the path paved with moonlight.

The meticulous hair combed in the old days was so messy and scattered, and there was even a vague tune in his mouth.

If someone listened carefully at this time...

It's easy to tell that it is a happy birthday song.

However, all this stopped abruptly the moment Song Chenxi opened the door.

Just because she saw a figure illuminated by the white moonlight in the lobby of the villa where the lights were not turned on, sitting on the sofa brewing a storm like a storm.

Hearing the movement at the door, he raised his head and looked at Song Chenxi quietly.

"Song Chenxi, where have you been tonight?"

The voice of Gong Chenyin bird of prey sounded.

Song Chenxi later realized why he was angry.

Originally tonight, he wanted her to help Zhiyun celebrate his birthday, but she let him go to Miss Jiu's place.

Really... refreshing!

"Ha ha."

Song Chenxi stepped barefoot on the cold floor.

The temperature seemed to penetrate the soles of the feet to the deepest part of the heart, but she didn't care at all.

What else can be colder than death?

Abandoning that chuckle, Song Chenxi walked upstairs with a gesture.

But as soon as he stepped up two steps, there was a sound of rapid footsteps behind him, his arm was suddenly pulled, his whole body was pulled back lightly, and he stared at Gong Chen, who was full of cold and angry face.

"I asked where you went tonight!!!"