Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Because Song Chenxi drank, Lin Hanxing personally drove her back to Song Garden.

The co-pilot's window was open, and the evening wind gushed in, blowing Song Chenxi's hair messy like ink.

"There are so many lights outside..."

"However, none of them are really lit up for me."

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol, Song Chenxi's voice was hoarse and lazy, and there was a sense of loneliness in people's ears.

Exactly red light.

"Over the years, have you ever regretted it?"

Lin Hanxing looked ahead.

It seemed to be an understatement, but it made Song Chenxi turn his head silently.

"This question, is Miss Jiu asking me, or the person you saw through me?"

Song Chenxi's smile was immersed in the night, beautiful and blurred.

Lin Hanxing didn't answer right away.

It wasn't until the car behind honked its horn that Lin Hanxing retracted his gaze and restarted the car.

"I once asked myself the same question..."

Song Chenxi's curly long hair spread out on both sides of her cheeks, revealing the deep fatigue that had been hidden in the past so frankly in front of others.

"Do you regret being hurt for him?"

"Things have become like this, do you regret it?"

"Love him, do you regret it?"

She seemed to be talking about someone else's affairs, her long eyelashes blinked, and a soft smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Song Garden is close at hand.

"The love is voluntary, and there is no regret after the incident. I have loved that person with all my strength, so there is nothing to regret."

When Song Chenxi's voice reached his ears, Lin Hanxing still let out a barely audible sigh.

So, was Aunt Mian also like this?

"arrive."

Lin Hanxing parked the car at the gate of Song Garden.

Song Chenxi opened the car door, holding the high-heeled shoes that she had kicked off casually since getting in the car. Perhaps no one would have imagined that the vigorous and resolute woman in her previous life would have such a side.

"In a few days, I'll ask the Holy Hand to do an inspection for you, maybe there will be a turnaround."

Looking at the thin and graceful back, Lin Hanxing spoke softly to Song Chenxi.

Responding to her was Song Chenxi waving goodbye without looking back.

Chic and presumptuous.

………………

Song Garden.

Song Chenxi walked barefoot on the path paved by the moonlight.

The meticulously combed hair in the past was messed up like this, and there was even a vague song humming in his mouth.

If someone listens carefully at this time...

It is easy to tell that it is a happy birthday song.

However, all of this came to an abrupt end the moment Song Chenxi pushed open the door.

It was only because she saw a figure illuminated by the bright white moon in the hall of the villa where the lights were not turned on, sitting on the sofa as if a storm was brewing.

Hearing the movement at the door, he raised his head and looked at Song Chenxi coldly.

"Song Chenxi, where did you go tonight?"

Gong Chen's sinister voice sounded.

Song Chenxi later realized why he was angry.

Originally, tonight, he wanted her to celebrate Zhiyun's birthday together, but she let him go and went to Jiu girl's place.

Really... Refreshing!

"hehe."

Song Chenxi stepped on the cold floor with bare feet.

The temperature seemed to penetrate the soles of the feet and reach the deepest part of the heart, but she didn't care at all.

What could be colder than death?

Putting down that chuckle, Song Chenxi made a gesture and walked upstairs.

But as soon as he stepped up two steps, there was the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, his arm was suddenly pulled, his whole body was pulled back lightly, and he faced the cold and angry Gong Chen.

"I asked where you were tonight!!!"