Ning An tied his hair up with a hairband.

Song Shaoyan stood aside and looked at her silently, and suddenly felt a sense of trance in his heart.

"Although it rains today, it's not cold. I'll take you to play billiards. If you don't want to play, it's okay to watch it." Song Shaoyan spoke.

"I'm not familiar with your friend."

"It's time to play with it."

"Sorry, I'm not interested."

Ning An replied coldly that he never wanted to talk to him anymore, so he went straight into the bathroom and closed the door.

She still remembered everything he did to her last night. She was not so forgetful. After being forced by him, she still happily went out with him.

There was a cold look in her eyes and her face was extremely indifferent.

She turned on the faucet and washed her face in the bathroom.

The rain has not stopped yet, and it is drizzling.

Today on the weekend, she made an appointment with Ye Jiaqi to go out for lunch, and it was impossible for her to go out with Song Shaoyan.

Unless she had no choice, she would not go out with Song Shaoyan again.

At least in this way, you won’t be too embarrassed when you divorce in the future.

She is too lazy to care about who he likes to accompany.

Song Shaoyan was turned away and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say.

He frowned and stood back to the window, hugged his arms with both hands, and silently looked at the big bed in the bedroom.

There is still a fragrance that belongs to her in the air.

After a while, Ning An came out. She frowned when she saw Song Shaoyan still there.

She glanced at him, had no intention of paying attention to him, and sat in front of the dressing mirror and started putting on makeup.

"You want to go out?" Song Shaoyan asked coldly.

"Um."

"Who are you going to meet?"

"What does it have to do with you? I never ask you, and don't ask me."

"I can't ask, either? Is our marriage certificate fake?" Song Shaoyan's anger successfully aroused by Ning An again.

"You know why we get married." She didn't admit it before and was unwilling to face reality, but now, she is calm. "So, why bother asking about my personal life."

She didn't want to say too much.

He should have a clear idea in his heart.

Ning An put on a light makeup and put on a bean paste-colored lipstick.

Very daily makeup, elegant and beautiful.

She tied her long hair up and grabbed a pearl hairpin.

She was too lazy to change her skirt and paired it with a pair of beige high heels.

Maybe she has worn too much professional attire, so Song Shaoyan was unable to adapt to the woman in front of her.

It was summer when they got married, and he hadn't carefully seen her in spring clothes.

Seeing him today made him slightly stunned.

There is a hint of charm in maturity, and a hint of charm in calmness.

His brows frowned even deeper: "Dressing so beautifully, is it going to meet a man?"

Ning An, who had a bag on her back, paused slightly, and then a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Young Master Song, you are a straight man with advanced cancer, and you are unsuccessful?"

"What does it mean?" Song Shaoyan didn't understand.

"It's not interesting, I'll praise you." Ning An smiled at him.

Song Shaoyan was unhappy. No matter how he heard these words, it didn't seem like he was praising him. How could she praise him?

Ning An didn't say anything more to him and walked out with his bag on his back.

When Song Shaoyan was about to speak again, she had already walked away.

Ning'an went to the garage to pick up the car and called Ye Jiaqi.

"Jiaqi, go eat hot pot?"

"Okay, let's go to the Ruyi hotpot on the third floor of the city center. How about it? I heard that the taste is very good, so I will send you dolls to you today."

"Do you little doll? I like it." Ning An smiled.

"Well! Then let's go there!"

"I'll pick you up, just go."
Chapter completed!