Chapter 226

"Mr. Jin has passed away. Now he is waiting for you outside. Miss Song can leave directly." Song Ya Rong nodded and became in a good mood. She picked up her bag and frowned, as if it didn't fit.

Anne I have noticed this for a long time. I quickly picked it up from the side. I just matched it: "this bag has already been checked out, Miss Song, please take it."

How can song Yarong not see that he is lying? How can Shen Liaoqian not say about this bag just now? It's obviously a gift with high value. But if people want to give her face, she naturally accepts it: "thank you."

"You're welcome."

Anne Take her outside and watch her get on the bus. When she turns her head, she sees her little assistant standing there, that is, the girl who just helped song Yarong change her clothes is looking at him admiringly. She can't help laughing: "what's the matter?"

"Master, you are so good, but how do I think that man just looked familiar?"

"Don't worry so much, little girl. Remember not to offend Miss Song of the Jin family, who is our VIP." Anne has always seen clearly that the identity of song Yarong is more noble than that of the young master of the Shen family. Therefore, no matter what, we should maintain the most basic respect.

At least, it's always good for you.

The little assistant nodded, more curious about whether something had happened between them. Even if she just said a few words, she felt that the love and hatred in it could not be made up by herself.

Song Yarong hasn't got on the bus yet. As soon as she raises her eyes, she sees Jin Beihan standing on the other side of the bus. She can't help laughing and has to turn around.

The man is standing there, it seems that he is talking on the phone. With his back to this side, song Yarong slowly walks over and tries to cover the man's eyes. However, he finds that the height gap between them is too big to reach the man's eyes!

Song Yarong sighed, but also to maintain the demeanor, quietly standing there, waiting for the man to finish the phone.

Jin Beihan is sensitive to someone behind him. His eyes are slightly narrowed. He suddenly turns around and sees song Yarong's pathetic face. Her clothes are very dazzling. She is totally different from her normal life.

The man's face suddenly sank down, "what's the good-looking thing to wear?"

"Uncle, if you are unreasonable, people tell me that you chose it, otherwise I will definitely choose something else!" Song Yarong eyes a stare, big eyes with fear and grievance, this person speak very unreasonable.

Jin Beihan pursed the corner of his mouth, took a step forward and held song Yarong in his arms: "my girl is so cute. I don't want you to go out."

"Wow, uncle, do you still want to play captivity play?"

Song Yarong didn't know when to learn this. He laughed, raised his head, put his hands around the man's neck, and hung the whole person on him. He was very attractive.

Song Ya Rong gathered some, and Jin Bei Han pointed his nose to the tip of his nose, and said in a low voice, "uncle, do I look good like this?"

"Good looking, let me just want to tie you to the bed."

Jin Beihan's voice is a little hoarse and trembling, which makes song Yarong afraid.

"Well, uncle, it's time for us to go."

Pretending to have a look at the watch, in fact, there was nothing on the little hand. Song Yarong patted him on the back and asked him to put himself down with panic on his face.

With a low smile, Jin Beihan put her down and opened the door: "go in."

Two people sit side by side in the back, left wood started the car, with a smile on his face, seems to like this atmosphere.

The man suddenly grabs song Yarong's hand and looks at it with no expression for a long time, which makes the little woman around him a little bit thrilled. Why does he always hold her hand? Is it because he just saw that he was going to cover his eyes, so he had to chop his hand?

Song Yarong eyes a stare, abruptly take back his hand: "you can't cut my hand!"

Jin Beihan's sharp eyes flashed a smile: "why?"

"I, I just want to cover your eyes and let you guess who I am, but I didn't succeed! You are too tall. "

Song Yarong a face of grievance, have no success, this man should not even this joke can't open?

Jin Beihan finally couldn't hold back and laughed, "how can you be so cute? I'm just looking. Your hands are so small. What should you do?"

"What to do?"

He couldn't understand what the man was saying. Song Yarong looked at him curiously. He moved forward a little and saw that the man took out a flannel box from his pocket.The heart beat fast two times, song Yarong's face began to heat up in this small car: "what is this for?"

"When I get to the place, someone will ask me if I can make you fall in love with the ring I bought temporarily. Then we will mend the ring."

Jin Beihan chuckles, takes out the smaller ring and gently puts it on Song Yarong's hand. After looking at it for a few seconds, he feels satisfied, but more or less perfunctory.

The flush on Song Yarong's face slowly receded. It was because of this.

The man picked up another ring and said, "put it on me."

Song Yarong nodded, carefully pinched the ring, bent his eyes, grabbed the man's big hand and put it on him.

Inexplicably, there is a very cautious feeling.

The hands of the two men with rings were clasped together, with smiles on their faces.

The left wood in front was stuffed with dog food one after another. I felt that the whole person was not very good. However, I had to pretend that I didn't see anything and continue to drive.

Soon to the banquet venue.

In fact, the main character of this banquet is Jin Beihan's aunt. The departure of the last head of Jin's family makes the women in the family a little strong. They think when it's their turn to have their children inherit the family property. Although they seem very comfortable on the surface, they are actually competing with Jin Beihan.

Jin Beihan doesn't like this family very much. He doesn't even want song Yarong to come with him, but he can't help it. Song Yarong is now his wife, who has been admitted by his mother in Jin's family. If he doesn't bring it, he'll be told something by those people.

Song Yarong takes Jin Beihan's arm with a proper smile on her face. Even though she has never experienced these things, she knows how to do it. At least she can't lose her man's face.

Jin Beihan felt the tension of the little woman around him and comforted him in a low voice: "it's OK. Just follow me later."

He didn't expect song Yarong to be so powerful, as long as he could stay with him and be protected by himself. Nothing else matters.