Chapter 47 Okay, okay, don't be angry anymore...
Song Yanzhi was completely captivated by her words, "Be good, okay?"
He stared at her blankly for several seconds.
But I don't want to forgive her so easily—
He deliberately and coldly tossed her hand away, saying, "My bodyguards will handle it."
Nanxia insisted on grabbing his hand again, "What can a grown man like him do? And don't you think it's ambiguous for a man to help another man with such delicate work?"
Anyone who didn't know better would think you two were having an affair.
Song Yanzhi and his bodyguard fell silent. The image of that scene flashed through their minds, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end.
Nan Xia immediately turned to the bodyguard and said, "You can leave now."
The bodyguard glanced at Young Master Song, and seeing that he didn't say anything, he tactfully left. Young Master Song usually seemed aloof and unapproachable, but he was actually quite arrogant.
Nan Xia deftly retrieved a cotton swab and gently pressed it against his wound. Seeing how much blood he had lost, the cotton swab quickly became soaked. She frowned, thinking, "That bastard Qin Hao—"
If I don't teach him a lesson, I'm not Nanxia!
How did you make your wound bleed again?
Song Yanzhi maintained his cold expression, glanced down at his wound, and didn't reply to her. He didn't want to forgive her so quickly; after all, she ignored him last night.
Who was responsible for his injuries?
It's even switched off—
Nanxia was quite helpless when she saw that he was still ignoring her. He was always hard to coax, and it would take him several days to calm down. Honestly, when you're in a relationship, you have to coax him yourself.
Now that they've broken up, I'm the one who has to coax him.
If she doesn't try to appease him, she'll seem like an ungrateful wretch, since he was injured because of her and even got into trouble with her former boss.
"Cough...Does it hurt?" she asked again, deliberately trying to start a conversation.
Song Yanzhi leaned back in his chair with his long legs crossed, glanced at her, and gave her a look that said, "What do you think?"
"Then don't work today, go home and rest. We'll talk about it after the swelling goes down." She changed to a new cotton ball and continued to gently press on the wound to stop the bleeding.
"Didn't you tell me to be mindful of my working hours? I also received half of the agency fee." He finally spoke up, but his tone was sarcastic.
"Cough... But there are always exceptions to everything, aren't there? Okay, okay, don't be angry..." She nudged him slightly, then had to coax him.
dog of a man—
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When I got off work in the afternoon.
Nanxia left early to avoid the man working overtime there. As she packed her things, she gave him some instructions:
"Be careful when you get back, don't let Zhizhi lick her wound."
He was told to go home and rest in the morning, but he didn't leave.
Song Yanzhi deliberately continued reading the documents in front of him, sitting coldly without moving or showing any intention of leaving.
Nan Xia glanced at him, walked over and took the contract from in front of him, turning off his computer as she spoke.
"Anyway, the work is never-ending, just take your time. Is your bodyguard downstairs? Do you want me to take you home?"
Considering that he was injured because of her, she could only continue to try to please him.
Song Yanzhi glanced at her, said nothing, but stood up, picked up her packed briefcase and left. As he walked out of the conference room, he took out his phone from his pocket and sent a message.
Nanxia waved her hand behind him, wanting to punch him, and muttered under her breath, "What kind of person is he? Why didn't you ever try to coax me like this when you were angry with me?"
Even during the day, he sits here like a cold-faced old man. She ran over to pour him hot water a dozen or twenty times, but he still had a cold face even while drinking the water she poured for him.
As more and more people squeezed into the elevator, Nanxia pushed him into a corner and stood in front of him.
I can't let him get hurt again, otherwise how long will I have to work like a slave?
She didn't want to keep trying to win him over like this—
The elevator finally went down to the first floor. When Nanxia walked to his car, she didn't see his bodyguard. She frowned. Was he really not there?
Never mind, let's send him back.
"Why don't you ride in my car? After I drop you off, it'll be easier for me to get home," she said, looking at him.
Song Yanzhi didn't say anything, opened the driver's side door, and was about to get in when Nan Xia quickly got in first. She was truly fed up with this jerk.
"Alright, alright, drive your car and take you home. Attorney Song isn't used to riding in other people's cars."
“If Attorney Nan is so unwilling to take me, then don’t. I can drive back myself.” He looked at her coldly.
"Who says I'm unwilling? I'm more than willing, get in the car."
Nan Xia smiled broadly, suppressing her displeasure. She waited until she repaid his favor before ignoring him.
Song Yanzhi withdrew his gaze from her face, opened the back door of the car, and sat down like an emperor, crossing his long legs and resting his head on the back of the seat, dozing off.
She glanced at him in the rearview mirror, silently pursed her lips, started the car, and drove off smoothly. There was some traffic on the road, and it took more than an hour to get to his house.
After getting out of her car, he stuffed the car keys directly into his pants pocket.
"Then I'll take a taxi back. Be careful when you sleep tonight, don't put pressure on the wound. If you can't, you can ask your girlfriend to come and take care of you. Lin Yi is quite good at taking care of people."
"Who said she's my girlfriend?" Song Yanzhi asked.
Nanxia smiled slightly when she heard his words. Just two days ago, he had said that he was happier with Lin Yi than with me.
These words were like a sharp blade piercing her heart. She loved this man to the core, but he didn't like her as much as she had imagined.
That statement was essentially saying that she was not as good as Lin Yi.
Nanxia didn't want to provoke him further at this moment, so she just nodded perfunctorily and agreed, "Yeah, if you say she isn't, then she isn't."
"You don't believe me?" Song Yanzhi looked at her and asked with a frown.
"Xin, Xin, you should go back now, I'm leaving." Nan Xia crossed her arms and was about to leave when he suddenly said, "Go upstairs and make me dinner."
"I'm making dinner?" she asked in surprise.
"Hmm," he responded quietly.
"You should ask your girlfriend to cook for you. My cooking is so bad, you don't need to suffer for it."
Nanxia sincerely told him that he had praised Lin Yi's cooking several times.
If it's delicious, ask your current girlfriend to cook it. It's not appropriate to order your ex around, is it?
“I told you she isn’t.” Song Yanzhi stared at her, his anger rising, and his tone became more forceful.
"Okay, okay, she's not." Nan Xia didn't argue with him. Whether she was or wasn't, it had nothing to do with her.
"But I really can't cook. Why don't you just order something from a restaurant?"
"Then you can leave. Don't come back again." Song Yanzhi said coldly before walking to the apartment lobby.
Is she angry again?
Nan Xia silently raised her hand at him again, really wanting to go up and hit him a few times!
I followed them anyway, just bear with it, consider it going to see Zhizhi.
I wonder if its injury has healed yet?
At the elevator entrance, Song Yanzhi turned to look at her who had followed him, "Didn't I tell you to go back?"
"You got injured because of me, so it's only right that I take care of you. As long as you can eat what I make, I can cook it," Nanxia said with a smile.
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