Chapter 264 Childishness
It's midsummer now, and it's noon again, the sun is so scorching that people in the sun can't keep their eyes open.

After a while, Song Anhao was dripping with sweat.

Hot and tired.

Thinking that it was Shen Xiuran who made himself into such a ghostly appearance, he couldn't help but greet the eighteenth generation of his ancestors again in his heart.

Ugh!
Who made her fall for such a man!

I can only accept my fate!
At this time, a parasol suddenly appeared above the head.

She looked down the umbrella.

He saw Shen Xiuran's gloomy face.

The moment he saw him, all the grievances rushed up, his eyes turned red, and he yelled out with his mouth puckered: "Uncle..."

Seeing her crying, Shen Xiuran's heart ached.

All the unhappiness disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Shen Xiuran sighed in his heart, and handed her the umbrella in his hand: "Take it..."

Song Anhao sniffed hard, and took the umbrella obediently.

In the next second, with a light body, Shen Xiuran had already hugged him by the waist.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xiuran's gentle and distressed voice sounded above his head: "Lie in my arms and rest for a while, we'll go back to the hotel right away!"

Listening to his strong heartbeat, Song An felt inexplicably at ease, and couldn't help but put her ear to his chest, listening quietly.

Shen Xiuran asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"Of course I'm here for something! You think I'm here to play!"

When mentioning this matter, Song Anhao was in a very good mood, but thinking of Shen Xiuran's excessive demands, he was very depressed, and his tone was unknowingly a little aggressive.

Shen Xiuran asked again: "What's the matter?"

Song Anhao pouted, deliberately annoyed him: "Secret, I won't tell you!"

Shen Xiuran said displeased: "The one who was with you just now was a man?"

Although it is a question, it is extremely firm.

Song Anhao was taken aback, and asked without thinking: "How do you know?"

Shen Xiuran's eyes sank, and there was a storm in his eyes.

Obviously, he was angry.

But suppressed and did not explode.

Song Anhao was speechless to him, and deliberately said: "It's a man, a man in his 50s! We were just talking about work. Now that the work talk is over, shall we go back to China, or play here for a few days?"

Shen Xiuran: "..."

Seeing that she was silent, Song Anhao snickered inwardly, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

"You don't need to go to Shen's Group now anyway, why don't we play here for a few days before going back?"

"..."

Shen Xiuran remained silent.

Song Anhao stole a glance at him: "Since you don't agree, let's go back at night! I'll go down..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Xiuran's cold voice: "Since you want to play, I'll play with you!"

"Yeah, I just want to play. Thank you, Mr. Uncle, for not fussing with me a lot, and even traveling with me to relax!"

Song Anhao couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

She had never seen such a stingy and arrogant man.

Like a child, you have to coax him and follow him.

Ugh!
childish.

Shen Xiuran took Song Anhao back to the hotel as quickly as possible, put her gently on the sofa, put her in the bath water, and asked the customer service to deliver the food.

After taking a hot bath and having lunch, Song Anhao threw herself on the bed and fell into a dark sleep.

No matter what happened around her, it couldn't affect her.

She only knew that if she didn't regain her sleep, she would definitely die of exhaustion.

Hearing her even breathing, Shen Xiuran covered her with the air-conditioning quilt in distress, closed the door gently, and had a short video conference in the living room outside.

This meeting belongs to Qisheng Group.

Although he is not in charge of Qisheng Group, Qisheng Group's official business has not been delayed at all, and everything has been electronically transmitted to him, and he will then approve it.

(End of this chapter)

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