Outside the villa, there is a Lamborghini sports car parked.

Under the hazy night, a man wearing a long black coat stood next to the sports car, his face was gloomy, and his hair was still covered with white water mist at night.

He put his hands in his coat pockets and looked at the brightly lit villa with cold eyes.

There was an unclear look in his eyes.

Angry emotions brewed and fermented bit by bit on his face.

The door to the living room opened, and Ning An walked out in a white coat, followed by the petite Ye Jiaqi.

It's windy outside and very cold.

"Jia Qi, you go back." Ning An stopped her.

Ye Jiaqi looked up and saw Song Shaoyan outside.

Although Song Shaoyan's face was gloomy, he was very calm.

"Jia Qi, nothing will happen. He doesn't dare to do anything to me. He and I have a relationship of interest." Ning An comforted her, "Although his character is not very good, at least he still has a bottom line and will not hit women."

"But……"

"It doesn't matter. You can go in on a good day. I won't be relieved until you go in. It's cold outside. Be good and go in."

Ning'an didn't want to involve Ye Jiaqi.

She pushed Ye Jiaqi, but Ye Jiaqi had no choice but to go back to the house.

When the door closed, Ning An breathed a sigh of relief and walked down the steps.

Walking through the wide courtyard and around the fountain, she walked out of the villa.

When the wind blows, the tassels on Ning'an's scarf keep swaying.

The man seemed not to feel the cold and stood motionless next to the car.

He stared at her with cold eyes.

Ning An walked to him and smiled lightly: "Master Song, why are you looking for me so late?"

Under the night, her face was particularly gentle, like moonlight or running water.

There was a smile in his eyes, as if he was just facing an insignificant person.

"Ning'an, when did you learn to stay up all night? Huh?" Song Shaoyan moved his eyes and looked at her with a low voice.

"I learned from Mr. Song." Ning An raised his hand and picked at his broken hair.

Under the hazy night, her face was a little more charming than usual.

Song Shaoyan discovered for the first time that this woman could be so charming.

He is capable and motivated in the company, he is well-behaved and gentle in front of his grandfather, but in front of him... he is cold and aloof.

Why didn't he realize before that his wife was very powerful?

"Get in the car." Song Shaoyan glanced at her and looked at his Lamborghini.

"I have my own car and can drive it back."

"Don't let me say it a second time." Song Shao said in an indifferent tone, "You don't want to argue with me at Master Qiao's villa, right?"

"Song Shaoyan, you are really capable." The corners of Ning An's lips rose with disdain.

Coercion, inducement, whatever.

Ning An really didn't want to quarrel with him in Master Qiao's villa. It would be bad for everyone if everyone knew about it.

She got into Song Shaoyan's car with cold eyes.

Seeing Ning An get into the car, Song Shaoyan got into the driver's seat.

"Ning An, Mr. Song is very busy these days, please don't cause trouble for me." Song Shaoyan warned.

He drove the car out and drove away from the villa area.

The man's driving appearance was very stern, with his slender fingers clasping the steering wheel. His profile was handsome and his eyes were not very warm.

"Why did I get you into trouble? Am I not even qualified to see my friends now?"

"Go out and report to me."

"Ha." Ning An laughed angrily, "Then do you also want to report to me? This is only fair."

Song Shaoyan frowned.
Chapter completed!