The car drove for more than an hour.

Looking out the window, Ning'an is still in a state of depression, not like the city center at all.

She was surprised that Huacheng was not big and it would not take so long to get from Baohua Temple to the hotel in the city center, even if it was foggy today.

Ning An looked at Song Shaoyan, who had closed his eyes to rest and looked calm.

"Why haven't you reached the city center yet? Did you go the wrong way?"

Song Shaoyan opened his thin lips and said slowly: "The driver probably got lost."

Ning'an:???

Ning An didn't believe it, but she was sitting in Song Shaoyan's car, and whether she believed it or not, she was being led by someone.

Finally, after driving for more than two hours, we finally arrived at the Hilton.

Ning An has no plans to return to New York immediately. She has her own plans, such as a trip to the capital.

The car stopped.

Ning An put away his bag: "Thank you, since you like the scarf so much, I don't want it."

Song Shaoyan lowered his head and glanced at the off-white women's scarf wrapped around his neck: "Yeah."

Ning An complained, he was really rude.

Go back to each place.

Ning An stayed in the hotel, while Song Shaoyan returned to Mo's house.

He didn't expect Jiang Shu to be in Mo's house.

Song Shaoyan happened to be settling a score with her, but she fell into the trap.

Jiang Shu was chatting with the servant of Mo's house. While chatting, she put the fruits she bought on the coffee table.

"They've all been washed. You should sit down and have something to eat." Jiang Shu said to them.

"Mr. Song." The servants greeted Song Shaoyan one after another when they saw him coming in.

"Hey, Mr. Song is back." Jiang Shu just opened an orange, "Here, I peeled it with my own hands. Mr. Song will eat a piece."

The servants all understood and went away.

There were only two people in the living room, Jiang Shu and Song Shaoyan.

Jiang Shu didn't regard herself as an outsider, so she made tea and ate fruit.

She raised her eyelids slightly and saw the off-white scarf hanging on Song Shaoyan's arm. Isn't that Miss Ning's scarf?

Song Shaoyan came back at this point, which means that his conversion to Buddhism was not done well.

When Jiang Shu thought of this, she couldn't help but laugh.

Although we all have seven emotions and six desires, as well as love, hate, greed and anger, we still want to take refuge in Buddhism. This kind of practice is not accepted by the Buddha.

Song Shaoyan saw her smiling, his face turned livid, and he glanced at her fiercely: "What are you doing here?"

"I'll give you some fruit." Jiang Shu shook the fruit basket in front of her, "Is there anything you like to eat?"

"Why are you calling Ning An?"

"What the hell, haven't you seen everything?" Jiang Shu ate an orange, "Oh, by the way, didn't you say she has been married for five years? I didn't see a ring on her ring finger. Besides, women are all

I really like jewelry and bags, but Miss Ning is thrifty and simple, she doesn’t have any jewelry, and her bag is just an ordinary bag that looks like it has been used for a long time.”

"Don't interrupt me, let me continue. I chatted with her all the way, and she mentioned her daughter, but she didn't mention a word about her husband. When she mentioned her daughter's education, what I heard

Yes, her daughter’s homework, courses, and parent-teacher conferences are all completed by her.”

"Mr. Song, I have been running a club for a few years. Do you think I am an accurate judge of women?"

Jiang Shu peeled off a piece of orange and handed it to Song Shaoyan, her eyes moved, and her lips covered with bright red lipstick gently opened and closed: "President Song is giving me a favor, let's have a piece."

She held her chin with one hand and looked at Song Shaoyan without hesitation, with a smile on her lips.
Chapter completed!