Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 26 Good show, it has already begun
Complicated eyes, deep voice, and unquestionable tone.

For a moment, Ruan Shiyan suddenly felt that the temperature of his palm was terribly hot, even if she was just being held by his fingers like this, every inch of skin touched by him was hot.

Did he say that... to himself?

It's just that Ruan Shiyan's thoughts sounded in her mind when she heard Song Zehan say into the earphone again: "That's it, hang up."

Ok……

It's her being selfish.

It seems that her brother still refuses to say a word to her.

Didn't he ask her why she came here?And why did it get into trouble?
Ruan Shiyan didn't know what was wrong with her, and suddenly felt a little awkward.

Before Song Zehan could disinfect the scratch on her hand, he immediately withdrew his hand.

"This little injury is nothing, I... I can do it myself, thank you."

She smiled at him, but the absurdity did not reach her eyes, and there was obvious alienation in her tone.

Song Zehan looked at the stubbornness exuding from that delicate little face at this moment, and couldn't help but recall the scene when he helped her clean up the mess for the first time.

At least compared to that time, this time can be slightly better.

Song Zehan glanced at the scrape on her left hand, there was only a small piece, so he didn't force it anymore, and directly stuffed the small medicine box to her.

After habitually helping her fasten her seat belt, she started the car silently.

And just after the black Maybach disappeared from sight with the cold moonlight, there was a sudden "pop" sound from the roof of the second floor of the funeral parlor.

A man dressed in black casually knocked on the tile next to him, and stood up slowly.

He looked at the mess in the yard, recalling the scenes he had just seen, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Good show, it's already started, isn't it?
……

Back in Song Garden, looking at Song Zehan's aloof back, Ruan Shiyan couldn't say anything, and went back to the room by herself.

After taking off the dirty clothes on her body, she went to take a shower, and when she came out, she felt a little depressed, so she couldn't help picking up her mobile phone and calling Xiao Xing.

"Little Xingxing, are you home yet?"

"Don't worry, we've arrived long ago. Have you returned to Song Garden too?"

"Well, I just took a shower." Ruan Shiyan collapsed on the bed clutching her phone.

"Master Yan, why aren't you in a high mood? Have you lost your temper with Mr. Song again?"

Ruan Shiyan rolled her eyes at the air.

"...What do you mean, am I so unreasonable? He helped me today, and it's too late for me to thank him. Why should I lose my temper with him?"

Xiao Xing chuckled while clutching the phone.

"Yes, yes, our Lord Yan is the most clear about grievances and grievances. Then why are you so depressed? Didn't get the mortuary card?"

"No." Ruan Shiyan sighed softly, "It just feels a little unreal suddenly. You think, I have grown up so much, I have no other friends except you, and now I suddenly have a brother, except for me Be nice to me besides talking, I..."

"Have you committed the problem of worrying about gains and losses again?" Xiao Xing interrupted Ruan Shiyan's emotion.

Ruan Shiyan looked at the ceiling and protested in a low voice.

"How many times have I said it? I'm not worrying about gains and losses. It's about avoiding unnecessary tragedies."

"All right, all right, I'll never be able to tell you wrong. But direct communication is always better than blind guessing. Mr. Song is not a hypocritical person. I think you can't stand up to you and me if you complain to me ten times here. What he said to his face had an effect."

"Well, of course I know that face-to-face communication is the best, but he doesn't talk to me."

"If you don't say it in person, haven't you tried other methods? For example... add him on WeChat or something?"

"That's right!" Ruan Shiyan slapped her forehead suddenly, but in the next second she was frustrated and laughed at herself stupidly, "What's the matter with me? If you don't talk to me, WeChat can talk to me? What kind of strange logic is this? Don't say it Yes, hang up."

Xiao Xing looked at the darkened phone screen, and also sighed.

He knew that Song Zehan couldn't talk directly to Ruan Shiyan, but...wechat is not direct, right?

Moreover, a smart person like Song Zehan has no solution right now, if he is forced a lot, there will always be a solution.

Ruan Shiyan struggled repeatedly in her heart several times, but still took a deep breath, opened the door, and walked out...

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