Seeing that she blew her hair, Jiang Yuanzhou smiled. He was stupid in other things. How could he become so smart in being responsible for him.

    "I''m leaving!" Xiangyang was thrilled by his smile. She pushed away his arm and was about to leave. Suddenly, there was a familiar voice outside. Her feet were like nailed to the floor and couldn''t move for half a minute.

    "It''s not good for us to come out like this." It was Xiang Qing''s voice, warm and soft, with shyness, "ah Zhe, don''t make trouble... Hey..."

    "Ah Qing, I really want to marry you home tonight." Song Zhe said with a low smile. He seemed to kiss Xiang Qing. He was very dissatisfied. "You don''t know how much I miss you every day."

    Xiang Qing smiled angrily and heard the sound of clothes rubbing together.

    Across the door, Xiangyang clenched her fingers tightly and dared not breathe. She felt like a thief hiding in the dark, humble and shameless.

    I always thought Song Zhe was a modest son as gentle as jade. I never thought he would have such a side... Yes, he took her as his sister. He was a good brother to her and a lover to Xiang Qing.

    How could it be the same?

    Every time she thinks about it, her heart hurts.

    "Ah zhe... We should go back." Xiang qingjiao said, "they don''t go back. They should be worried."

    "They will understand us." Song Zhe''s voice was gentle and spoiled, "don''t move, I''ll help you straighten your hair so as not to be seen..."

    The voice outside is deep and intimate, Xiangyang is like a frozen person, and his eyes are even more sour.

    "You like him." Jiang Yuanzhou''s tone was unhappy. When he came to Xiangyang, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and fiercely brought people to him. "Xiangyang, look at me."

    The chill was like a huge mass, which wrapped her unprepared. Xiangyang couldn''t help shivering: "what are you going to do?"

    "Shh, don''t talk!"

    Jiang Yuanzhou frowned and his chest churned with bursts of emotion. The strange depression made his mood a little out of control. It took a long time to realize his gaffe.

    "He is your brother-in-law." He loosened her arm, and his white wrist glowed red under the light, as if accusing him of his rudeness. Jiang Yuanzhou looked a little uncomfortable, "you are not..."

    Xiangyang stares at Jiang Yuanzhou with scarlet eyes. He feels that he is standing here as if he had been stripped. Humiliation and anger are entangled and rush to his forehead. His whole body is shaking.

    "Ah Zhe, let''s go back."

    "OK."

    The sound came across the door, followed by the footsteps farther and farther away. Finally, there was no sound, only the heartbeat of the sun and the man''s cold breath.

    Xiangyang turned her back to Jiang Yuanzhou. Her thin back was straight. She suddenly opened the door and rushed out without looking back. The wind blew on her face from the door.

    Jiang Yuanzhou frowned, stood with one hand in his pocket for a while, raised his feet and left. There was no shadow of Xiangyang in the corridor, and he was inexplicably lost in his heart.

    Aware of his emotions, Jiang Yuanzhou pulled the corners of his mouth and prepared to go back to his box. He just turned left, took a few steps and retreated back. Sure enough, what he caught in the corner of his eye was Xiangyang.

    It''s just that she smiles a little fake.

    The box door is open. Xiangyang sits on the chair outside like a good girl. Her back makes people feel lonely.

    "Song Zong, what a coincidence." He stood at the door, pretending to be accidental.

    The Song family is talking about cooperation with Jiang''s group. Naturally, they recognize Jiang Yuanzhou. Seeing him standing at the door, they quickly get up and warmly greet him: "is President Jiang eating here too? I wonder if I have time to come in and sit down? "

    "Of course." Jiang Yuanzhou''s eyes stopped for two seconds on Zhenyu''s face and quickly flashed away, laughing, "it''s just inappropriate to disturb president Song''s family dinner."

    Song Zhe quickly introduces Jiang Yuanzhou''s identity to Xiang Zhenyu. Xiang Zhenyu is naturally willing to make friends with Xiang Zhenyu.

    "President Jiang, please sit here." Xiang Zhenyu gave way to his position.

    "How can I turn back on the guest." Jiang Yuanzhou opened the chair beside Xiang Yang and smiled at the woman who installed the ostrich. "Does the lady mind if I sit here?"

    Before Xiang Yang could answer, Xiang Zhenyu hurriedly said, "how can it be? Please sit down, President Jiang."

    Then he saw that Xiangyang still didn''t respond. He frowned and said, "Yangyang?"

    "Jiang, President, please, sit down." Xiangyang said word by word, what does this man want to do? He seems to be haunted everywhere.