"You've just come to your aunt! Your whole family has come to you except me An'an!" Song Youman replied unhappily.

"I didn't come, why are you so fierce..." Han Zhijin, who was scolded, showed no sign of anger, just muttered in a low voice, then he looked at Song Youman and spoke angrily: "Where are you going? It's already dinner time. Do you want to go to dinner? I'll treat you..."

"No need!" Song Youman refused without hesitation.

"What's wrong? Is this?" Han Zhijin scratched the back of his head, completely unaware of the situation: "Who messed with you?"

Song Youman looked at Han Zhijin and said nothing.

"Someone really messed with you?" Han Zhijin looked angry: "Who is it? Tell me, I'll help you beat him to death!"

Song Youman still didn't say anything, but a faint redness appeared in Han Zhijin's eyes.

"You, don't cry, tell me who bullies you, I'll call you back..."

Before Han Zhijin could finish his words, Song Youman turned his head, looked at the horizon, and when he looked back at Han Zhijin, her expression had returned to daily life, and even the voice of his mouth was gone: "Han Zhijin, do you have something to tell me about for dinner?"

"No..." Han Zhijin was stunned by Song Youman's question, and then shook his head: "I just want to have dinner with you. Don't we eat together often?"

Song Youman stared at Han Zhijin and stopped talking.

"Why do you want to look at me like this? What's wrong?" Han Zhijin looked down at himself, a little puzzled.

"Han Zhijin, I'll ask you again, do you have something to tell me?"

Han Zhijin shook his head, and after a while, he shook his head again: "No... really not. I really didn't do anything sorry for you recently... I bought the cat food of the small tissue on time, and I paid your utility bill on time... I thought about it very seriously, I really have nothing to tell you..."

Before the pronunciation of the word "天" was settled, Song Youman picked up the bag in his hand and slapped Han Zhijin's head.

"What are you doing? Youman, why do you want to hit me?!" Han Zhijin protected his head, did not resist or dodge.

Song Youman ignored him and threw the bag at him a few times in a state of irritation. It made Han Zhijin cry and hurt. Song Youman took the bag back and then stared at Han Zhijin fiercely, "If you hit you, just hit you, why are you?! You can call the police and call the police to arrest me!"

She knew that if she had her uncle, she would have her nephew!

The men of their Han family are all ruthless!

As she thought about it, Song Youman became angry again, raised her high heels and kicked Han Zhijin mercilessly on the leg.

With a sharp follower, he kicked Han Zhijin so hard that he bent over and covered his knees: "Song Youman, it really hurts!"

"You deserve it!" Song Youman opened the car door, threw his bag inside, then got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and ignored Han Zhijin and left.

With a sharp follower, he kicked Han Zhijin so hard that he bent over and covered his knees: "Song Youman, it really hurts!"

"You deserve it!" Song Youman opened the car door, threw his bag inside, then got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and ignored Han Zhijin and left.
Chapter completed!