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Chapter 1842 Forgetting is better than dying

"After receiving the certificate and having sex, we are not considered husband and wife, so what do you think it is?" Song Shaoyan looked cold.

"Heh." Ning An sneered.

She held one arm against the window and stared blankly in front of her.

It was foggy at night, and the vision was blurry.

In the darkness, her body was very thin, and even her face could not be seen clearly.

Song Shaoyan occasionally turned his head and met her lifeless eyes.

"Ning'an, I will find someone to replace your male assistants." Song Shaoyan said.

Ning An suddenly became furious, straightened up and looked at him: "Why do you want to interfere with my work? Interfering with my life is not enough, but also interfering with my work? I am working very well now, this is my only way out, you have to

Is it sealed?"

She has nothing but work and career.

What else does he want?

"I just can't stand your male assistants." Song Shaoyan looked indifferent and somewhat confident.

"They are my working partners. They are very familiar with each other's working methods. We have already formed a tacit understanding. If you replace them, where will I find suitable working partners?" Ning An was furious.

"Tacit understanding? You have a tacit understanding with them? Then I have to change." Song Shaoyan's lips raised an unreasonable arc.

The hand holding the steering wheel used a little force.

Tacit understanding...ha.

funny.

"Song Shaoyan, don't be unreasonable." Ning An was really angry this time. She didn't expect Song Shaoyan to be so lenient, "If you replace them, I won't help you coax grandpa anymore.

When the time comes, grandpa will give the group to your brother, but don’t blame me for being unreasonable."

"An'an, I can't tell that I'm threatening people." The temperature in Song Shaoyan's eyes gradually cooled down.

He underestimated her.

He's quite capable of intimidating people.

"And Mr. Song, once grandpa hands over the group, you will no longer have any room for maneuver." Ning An continued to threaten.

"Very good." The temperature in Song Shaoyan's eyes completely cooled.

It's cold and cold, like ice in the twelfth lunar month of winter.

"Mr. Song has always been smart and calculated everything clearly. I think you won't easily get into trouble with me because of a trivial matter, right?" Ning An smiled.

Song Shaoyan's weakness is the group.

Threatening him with this will never work.

"Try it." Song Shaoyan said coldly.

Ning An stopped talking.

She turned her head again, supported her head with one arm, and looked out the window.

A light layer of mist condensed on the car glass, making it hazy.

It was foggy outside, and Song Shaoyan's car drove very slowly.

This man's face has always been dull and gloomy, and his expression is very unhappy.

It was too quiet at night, and when neither of them spoke, there was an unexpected silence in the car.

Not a sound could be heard.

Ning An was a little tired. She closed her eyes so sleepily that her long eyelashes drooped slightly.

The car drives through the fog.

Song Shaoyan was driving the car, with a look of indifference on his steady profile.

Just when Song Shaoyan thought Ning An was asleep, she suddenly spoke softly -

"Song Shaoyan, when can you get the Song family?"

Her voice was very soft, as if she was talking to him or talking in her sleep.

Song Shaoyan turned around and saw her with her eyes closed and her face very calm.

"Song Shaoyan, when you get the Song family, I will leave the capital."

Suddenly——

Song Shaoyan stepped on the brakes.
Chapter completed!
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