She was lowering her head to open the door, and Song Yang came over with a smile on her face.
"Miss Tang got up so early."
Tang Qingwan smiled politely and nodded: "I drank too much last night and wanted to get some air."
She couldn't say that she just ran out of Li Xingye's room.
"Thank you for sending An An back last night. Is she still sleeping? I just called and no one answered."
Tang Qingwan paused.
Thinking of the sound of joy through the wall.
Li Xingye said that Li Siyan would go find him later. It was very likely that Li Siyan did not leave Miao Ruoan's room last night.
If Song Yang goes now, he will be in trouble if he meets Li Si Yan.
She was not worried about Li Siyan. What she was worried about... was Miao Ruoan.
How would Miao Ruoan face such a big noise last night when he woke up.
However, she was so busy taking care of herself that she had no time to worry about other people's affairs.
She paused: "She drank too much and may need to sleep a little longer. You can go see her later."
Song Yang stared at her: "Okay, I'll go later."
Tang Qingwan met his eyes, feeling fuzzy in her heart and subconsciously feeling awkward.
She was about to open the door, but Song Yang had no intention of leaving yet, but kept staring at her.
"Do you have anything else?"
Song Yang smiled happily: "No. I just envy An An to have such a good friend and uncle like you."
The words that were obviously normal came out of his mouth with a chilling sound.
"That's too much praise." Tang Qingwan retracted her hand to open the door, "Whether we are An An's friends or family members, we all like her very much."
"An An's brother-in-law dotes on her very much." Song Yang said, "They are not related by blood. But they seem to be closer than any other person."
Tang Qingwan's eyes darkened and she smiled: "Really? How did you tell?"
"Feel."
A very non-specific word.
Song Yang was obviously smarter than she thought.
"Ruo'an was raised by Si Yan, and his deep affection is unparalleled by others." Tang Qingwan said calmly, "There is no need to be jealous."
Then she added with a smile: "I'm talking about myself. I often remind myself like this. After all, I still have to have this kind of tolerance."
"Miss Tang is indeed not an ordinary woman." Song Yang's politeness seemed to be innate, without any emotional flaws.
Tang Qingwan turned around and opened the door again: "See you later."
After seeing Tang Qingwan leave, Song Yang put down his smile and put his hands in his pockets.
Walked straight towards Miao Ruoan's room.
Suddenly, he saw a handsome and dignified man leaning against the wall.
It's like admiring the seascape at dawn.
The illegitimate son of the Li family who couldn't deal with Li Siyan.
I heard that they are also fighting for the inheritance rights of the Li family business.
After seeing it, it’s nothing more than that.
Even Miao Ruoan's parties come and go as he pleases, and he doesn't care about anyone's opinions. He is probably not a person who deserves to be on the stage.
Song Yang smiled and nodded, said hello, and passed by him.
A disdainful chuckle came from behind.
Maybe it was his illusion, but there was always a murderous aura behind it.
"Not timid."
Song Yang paused, looking innocent: "What do you mean, Mr. Li?"
"You are quite capable."
His dark pupils reflected the deep blue sea, the wind blew the broken hair on his forehead, and his angular features were cold and handsome, revealing his cold and noble temperament.
Song Yang was not timid at all.
"Young Master Li suddenly said something like this, which really frightened me."
Li Xingye breathed a long sigh of relief and rubbed his hair carelessly.
There is an impatient forbearance in the idleness.
But because his emotions were too hidden, Song Yang didn't notice the dangerous atmosphere.
He walked closer to Song Yang and put his arm on his shoulders.
The light-black peach blossom eyes smiled: "You are good-looking, but do you know how many handsome guys around your girlfriend covet her?"
Song Yang thought about it and nodded seriously: "No matter what others think, I am sincere to An An."
"You can't keep your sincerity in your heart, you have to show it." As he said that, he helped him walk to the fence and said calmly: "If you want to please Miao Ruo'an, you should use your brain."
Song Yang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Young Master Li, do you have any good ideas?"
"If you want to please Miao Ruo'an, you must first catch Li Si Yan's eye."
Song Yang asked: "Then how can I get Mr. Li to approve? I really like An An and don't care about the disparity in status."
Li Xingye clicked his tongue and said seriously: "Then you have to do what you want. What is the most important thing to Li Si Yan?"
"Power, money?"
"No." Li Xingye said word by word, "It's his fiancée."
"Fiancée?" Song Yang was dubious, "Young Master Li means..."
Li Xingye stared at the surging sea, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes. He tilted his head and said in a playful tone: "It means..."
He tightened his arms, bent forward and gave a sharp knock.
"Bang-wow-"
The man fell into the sea water and picked up the two-foot-high splash.
Li Xingye took out his handkerchief and wiped his bony hands.
Then he stepped on the box with one leg, put his hand on his leg, and leaned forward.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the person struggling in the water.
Her eyes were cold and solemn, and she added the second half of the sentence: "Anyone who dares to touch her will die."
The aura was oppressive and murderous like never before.
If eyes could turn into sharp swords, the man in the water would have been cut to pieces long ago.
Song Yang knows how to swim, so if he is thrown down, he cannot drown.
But it humiliated him nakedly.
Song Yang wiped the water from his face, gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "Young Master Li is playing dirty tricks, isn't it too cheap?"
Li Xingye's eyes were like those of a wild wolf, glaring arrogantly at the embarrassed man in the water.
"He's just Mr. Li's brother, but he cares so much about his sister-in-law." Song Yang was aroused by his silence and provoked with a smile, "It seems that the news is not groundless."
Li Xingye's voice was indifferent: "You are very good at sowing discord, but unfortunately, you are too stupid."
"It's a dirty trick." Li Xingye snorted coldly.
"Are you worthy?"
