Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 12 So handsome you can't take your eyes off

Three days ago, Xiao Xing never dreamed that he would attend Ruan Shiyan's funeral at this age.

And before this phone call, he never expected that he would actually receive a call from Ruan Shiyan at Ruan Shiyan's funeral.

But he has listened to the voice in the earpiece for more than ten years, and he is absolutely unmistakable.

As for Ruan Shiyan on the other side, she never dreamed that she would be able to make a phone call to her funeral.

"Little Xingxing, you... what did you say? Can you say it again?"

Her... funeral?
Xiao Xing was in a daze. Three days ago, he saw Ruan Shiyan declared dead with his own eyes, and then dragged to the morgue for temporary preservation.

but now……

He took a deep breath, tried to calm his thoughts, and asked without answering: "Yanyan, where are you now? I'll go find you right away."

"I'm in Songyuan, do you know where I am?"

"I know, you wait for me."

Xiao Xing hung up the phone, looked over the crowd, and landed on the back of Song Zehan who was standing in the front row.

He just said why he always felt that something was wrong with today's funeral, not to mention that Song An'an didn't show up, Song Zehan's state was cold but not sad, not much different from usual.

What the hell is this man doing?

Forget it, let's go and see Yan Yan first.

But just as Xiao Xing turned around and walked out of the crowd, before leaving the cemetery, he was stopped by a familiar figure.

It is Song Zehan's most capable special assistant, Fu Disheng.

"Mr. Xiao, Lord Han wants to see you, please."

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry, next time."

"Impulse can't solve any problems. If you go to your wife rashly like this, it will be your wife who gets hurt in the end. Are you sure about the urgent matter? Are you still in a hurry?"

Xiao Xing still went to Song Zehan's car with Fu Disheng.

He waited patiently in the car for 10 minutes before Song Zehan finally appeared.

He knew that he was no match for Song Zehan in conversation, so when the car door closed, he said the key point directly.

"Mr. Song, I know Yan Yan is fine, she is in Song Garden now, what's going on here?"

Song Zehan glanced at Xiao Xing indifferently, lowered the car window a little, then took out a cigarette, brought it to his lips, and lit it.

"You don't need to know so many details, you just need to know that now I need you to cooperate with me in a play."

"..."

……

Ruan Shiyan wanted to ask Xiao Xing too many questions, so even though she didn't know when he would arrive, she still ran to the gate of the courtyard and waited eagerly.

It wasn't until she paced back and forth that she was almost dizzy that a black Maybach finally appeared in her sight.

Although she couldn't see who was sitting in the car, her intuition told her that she was familiar with this car.

If it was her funeral that was held just now, then her brother would definitely be there, and it is impossible for Xiao Xing to soar to the point where he can afford such a luxury car, so if she guessed correctly, maybe it was her brother who brought Xiao Xing back together.

Sure enough, the Maybach had just stopped at the gate of Songyuan, and the two rear doors almost opened at the same time.

Ruan Shiyan's eyes subconsciously followed one side.

When the sun hit the two straight long legs that came into sight first, she suddenly felt that someone deliberately slowed down the picture in front of her.

The sun was just right, the breeze was blowing, and the well-tailored suit made the man's slenderness more vivid. Even if it was just a small action of tidying up the hem of the suit, it still exuded a noble and extraordinary atmosphere.

So handsome you can't take your eyes off him.

But before she had time to appreciate it, she felt a gust of wind rapidly approaching her.

As soon as she turned her head, before she could see anything clearly, she was already tightly hugged in her arms.

"Yanyan! You dead girl, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier? You made me cry so much!"

"Let me tell you, I've made a note of this matter. If you don't make it up to me, I'll never end with you!"

Hearing Xiao Xing's voice, Ruan Shiyan's eyes blushed inexplicably, but when she was about to pat Xiao Xing's back comfortingly, she suddenly realized that the person holding her...why is something wrong?
She froze for a few seconds, then pushed Xiao Xing away.

But after the four eyes met, Ruan Shiyan's eyes widened in surprise, and she gasped.

She slowly raised her hand, grabbed Xiao Xing's hair, then tentatively patted his cheek twice, and finally went all the way down, grabbed two handfuls directly on his chest.

This this……

"Little Xingxing, you... where's your hair? Where's your chest? How...how did you really become a man?!"

(End of this chapter)