Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 250 Why is it a bit weird?

Ruan Shiyan thought that according to Song Zehan's temperament, she didn't say that she wanted her to go back immediately, and the answer she gave should be similar.

But he didn't expect to hear: "Eight o'clock."

This abnormal answer shows that there is a problem.

"Why must it be eight o'clock? Are you going to do something shameful in Song Garden before eight o'clock?"

Ruan Shiyan couldn't help teasing.

But Song Zehan replied seriously.

"I called a gardener to take care of the garden, repair the octagonal pavilion and the cobblestone road, etc. The project is relatively cumbersome, it will take some time, and it is very noisy, so I ask you to come back after eight o'clock."

This reason actually bluffed Ruan Shiyan.

All right, eight o'clock is eight o'clock.

"how about you?"

"go to company."

"Oh... well, then I get it."

Hearing the disappointment in Ruan Shiyan's voice, Song Zehan immediately added.

"In this way, I will call you when I leave the company and pick you up."

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Shiyan, who had most of the day's free time, suddenly didn't know what to do.

What's wrong with her?
It's just been a long time since I won't see Song Zehan, isn't it?
But...why does it always feel weird?
Ruan Shiyan patted her cheeks, put away her messy thoughts, and devoted herself to the next trip.

A few people went shopping, had a meal, and spent a carefree afternoon in a rare and easy way.

After the tossing was over and there was nothing to do, several people went to Lao Xiao's office again.

Once here, Ruan Shiyan couldn't help but think of the special scar on her body.

But right now she doesn't need to have any doubts about the scar.

According to Song Zehan's description, this is left by those future humans.

Perhaps those dead who had the same scars as hers had more or less made some kind of deal with future humans.

For those unexplainable doubts, as long as the word "future" is attached, it is the best explanation.

After all, if time goes back hundreds of years, those ancient people would not be able to imagine that modern society will develop into what it is now.

Some problems that once seemed unsolvable are not considered problems at all in the eyes of modern people.

And they are the ancients in the eyes of those future people.

As for whether she and Song Zehan would one day walk on the same path as those two deceased, and die inexplicably, she didn't know, but for the first time, she didn't worry about it.

She only knew that this was Song Zehan's choice for her and his future path, and she believed in his vision, and even more in him.

What's more, Song Zehan was with her no matter whether it was life or death, so what did she need to worry about?
Seeing that it was seven o'clock in the evening, Ruan Shiyan, who was already hungry, finally waited for Song Zehan's call.

The moment the connection was made, before Song Zehan could speak, the little woman's expectations had passed through the radio waves and clearly fell into his ears.

"Husband, are you out of the company? Can we go home?"

The corners of Song Zehan's lips raised unconsciously, he looked down at the velvet box in his hand, and gave a subtle "hmm".

"Location."

"I'm at the office."

"OK, wait for me."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Ruan Shiyan said goodbye to Lao Xiao.

But just when he wanted to call Song Anan to wait for Song Zehan together, Song Anan refused to go with her for the first time.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't seen Uncle Xiao for a long time. I want to chat with Uncle Xiao for a while today. Why don't you go back with my brother first, and I'll let Little Xingxing take me back tomorrow."

At critical moments, the light bulbs that received the order had to retreat tactically.

(End of this chapter)