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Are you from Mingsheng?

When they returned to Chihuang, the person who came to look for Song Han had already left, and there was a glass of untouched whiskey on the bar, so the conversation was not very smooth.

Song Hanhan glanced at the glass of wine coldly, and said to Lin Xiangxi, "It's down."

"Oh." Lin Xiangxi obediently took the cup and left.

"Sister, do you have guests?" Bei Xiaochi asked.

"An uninvited guest." Song Han walked upstairs, "Go and clean up and get ready for dinner."

"My sister is not happy," Bei Xiaochi said quietly to Jing Fan, "I am very scared every time she does this."

"She was often angry before?" Jing Fan asked, she had seen Song Han fight, but she had never really seen Song Han being really angry.

"No, my sister has a good temper. She doesn't get angry often, but when she gets angry... you know."

Jing Fan nodded.At that time in the alley, she didn't see Song Han's expression, but she still remembered the flinching movement on the other side.

Song Han was indeed a little upset today, but not to the point of being angry. She knew that people from the Zhang family would come, and it wasn't a surprise when she saw him, but that look of being so ignorant is really true. Suppresses appetite.

But Zhang Tongyi, who returned in vain, didn't think so. He just thought that Song Han didn't know what to do, and his father shouldn't take such a role seriously.

His own father Zhang Jianzong almost jumped up and beat him when he heard these words. "You useless thing! What can you do? Ah? I asked you to find Song Han to make friends, but you actually scolded him. You are a pig! I am better than a pig!"

His son, who was spoiled by his mother since he was a child, is fine with messing around outside, and he doesn't know anything about his family's situation.

He is now facing Song Chengyue head-to-head. Song Han's shares are very important to him. Originally, Song Han was Song Qin's daughter. Even if Song Qin died, she would still be Song Yuanlin's granddaughter. In terms of closeness, he couldn't compete with Song. He happened to be there seven years ago when Song Han and Song Yuanlin had a quarrel, and he heard Song Han say that he had no relationship with the Song family at all, so he wanted to establish a good relationship with her.Unexpectedly, I let my son screw it up.

"Dad," Zhang Tongyi dragged on, "Why are we trying to win her over? You have been looking for her so many times over the years and she has never seen her. Why bother? I think she is a wild girl who doesn't know what to do..."

The rest of the words were slapped back by his father. "roll!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out, Dad, don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry." He followed Zhang Jianzong's breath and asked tentatively: "Dad, my pocket money for this month..."

Zhang Jianzong threw an ashtray over, "Get lost!"

Jing Fan lay on the bed at night and couldn't sleep.

For everyone, there is always one or two things that can make the mind go away. For Jing Fan, parents are one thing, and guitar is one thing.It feels good to pick up the guitar again, and when she is on the stage, she almost forgets everything around her, so that she has not thought about what she will do in the future since the band has been formed for so long.

J.G was living on the street because the band disbanded, and his teammates returned to their own lives, and now they are all doing well.

Song Han is Song Qin's daughter. How many people in Mingsheng are waiting for her to go back. Is this small band important enough for her to give up those things?

She couldn't sleep, and the thoughts that kept coming up made her upset again, so she got up and took a physics paper to do it.

Before finishing the two electrical problems, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door is Song Han.

"Is something wrong?"

"You haven't slept yet?"

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Jing Fan looked at the floor, "Can't sleep."

"You still have class tomorrow, what time is it, go to bed quickly."

"Understood." She took a step back and wanted to close the door, her heart was agitated, and her tone was unconsciously a little heavy.

Song Han was keenly aware of her emotions, and pressed the door panel, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, Boss Song isn't sleeping?" Jing Fan's tone didn't improve at all.

Normally, even if Jing Fan is in a bad mood, he has to put on a decent face, and he has never shown it so directly.

Song Han pushed the door and entered the room.

"What are you doing?" Jing Fan frowned, almost wanting to lose his temper.

The door was closed by Song Han with a bang.Jing Fan held back his temper and wanted to pass by her, but Song Han turned and pushed her back against the door panel.

"Song Han!" The force was not heavy, but it really annoyed her. In daily life, she actually wanted to lose her temper a lot, but most of them could be controlled rationally. Like just now, although she was very annoyed, she knew it was her Because I think too much, I can't attack Song Han.

"You even have your first and last name, is it alright?" Song Han curled his lips, and there was a hint of threat in his words.Jing Fan was blocked in front of her, with raging and restrained anger in his eyes.Song Han moved closer, "Why did I mess with you?"

Jing Fan looked to the side, "I have a bad temper and love to get angry."

Song Han was even amused by her, "You have a bad temper?" She still has a bad temper, so I really don't know what a good temper looks like.

"Are you annoying, I can't sleep with you..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt her hand being held, and the warm palm wrapped around her tightly clenched fist, making the second half of her sentence stuck in her throat.

"Open your hands." Song Han frowned, and opened her hands, why is this girl so vigorous? "Self-harm?"