"Is that okay?" Song Mo didn't take up the skirt.

The materials and design of this skirt are extraordinary at first glance. It must be very expensive...

She lent most of her first month's pocket money to Lily, and it seemed that she couldn't afford it.

"It doesn't matter, just think of it as compensation for accidentally damaging your skirt." Fang Xing smiled.

"so."

Song Mo took the skirt and went upstairs.

Although Fang Xing felt that he accidentally damaged her skirt and gave her a new one as compensation, she felt that this reason was not appropriate.

She had to find a chance to return the favor.

The design upstairs is the same as that of the store on the first floor, which is simple and modern. But compared to the first floor, it is warmer.

There is also a round-headed plush doll placed on the double bed in the bedroom, which is a bit cute.

"This should be Sister Huaisheng's room..." Song Mo speculated.

Without paying much attention to the things in the room, she took a shower, changed her clothes, dried her hair, and then walked downstairs with her changed clothes.

Surprisingly, the clothes Fang Xing randomly picked fit so well.

Fang Xing sat on the long sofa downstairs and looked at his phone.

#SONYI participated in the audition of "Yonghuang"

This Song Yi seemed to be the one who injured her. It had only been half a month since the accident occurred, and he was already jumping around and acting?

He didn't care how happy the fans were about this hot search, and just as he was about to open it, he saw Song Mo changing his clothes and walking down.

Fang Xing didn't say anything, just admired it silently.

She lowered her head slightly and looked nervous, like a sweet fruit that made people want to bite it.

He was a little at a loss.

She had lost her memory. A hug that was too close might scare her, but if he restrained himself, he would be unwilling to do so.

In the end, he just closed his eyes, picked up his helmet, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

Fang Xing's only means of transportation was a black motorcycle, with no exaggerated decorations, just a very low-key black color.

He restrained himself and did not let the dark beast he was driving to speed wildly on the road like he used to do, but drove calmly.

Song Mo hugged his waist and admired the night view along the way.

Jiangqi City is the most prosperous city in Daxia.

After sunset, when the lanterns first came on, we were galloping along the Pujiang River, and the neon lights on both sides of the river flashed before our eyes.

The villa area was a bit far away, and when Song Mo got tired of seeing the scenery, he couldn't sit still.

"Um...I haven't asked you what your name is yet?"

She only knew that Su Huaisheng called him Brother Xing, and that he had the word "Xing" in his name.

"My surname is Fang, and my single name is Xing. It's like Fang Xing who wakes up from a dream."

She found this introduction very interesting, "My name is Song Mo."

"A thousand words are worse than one silence." Fang Xing replied quickly.

Listening to his explanation, Song Mo was surprised, "You are quite educated."

"My family taught me well." He smiled.

His grandfather loved ancient culture. When he was a child, he would hold his eleven brothers and sisters to copy the Thousand-Character Classics. He could memorize it while standing on his head.

Song Mo changed the topic again, "Sister Huaisheng calls you boss and she works in your store?"

"Uh, yes."

To be precise, he is his friend, bodyguard, personal doctor, store mascot, etc.

"You have a sense of justice." Song Mo commented.

Su Huaisheng probably saw her being kidnapped and rushed over to rescue her after calling the police. As for Boss Fang, she was probably the one who brought her here temporarily.

"Absolute praise."

Fang Xing and his people finally arrived in front of the Song family villa. He stopped the car and then let people get out.

It's half past nine in the evening, which is not too late, but it would be a bit troublesome to go back.

The villa area in Jiangqi City is built on an island. To enter or exit, you must pass through the cross-sea bridge. There is not much time left before the bridge closes at ten o'clock.

"It's already half past nine, why don't you stay one night?" Song Mo looked at the time.

At this point, it's too late to go back.

Just as he was talking, he saw a car drive over. It was red and sleek, and it was Song Yi's sports car.

Enemies were on a narrow road, so they just happened to bump into each other.

Fang Xing's eyes darkened slightly, and he raised his hand slightly to separate Song Mo.

"Momo, who is this man?" Song Yi rolled down the window and scanned Fang Xing's body.

The car is cool, but the outfit looks like less than a thousand dollars, so it doesn't look like he's rich.

Song Mo actually made such a friend.

"It has nothing to do with you." Song Mo said with a cold face.

When she was surfing the Internet, she learned about Song Yi's reputation. He was a famous playboy in the entertainment industry, and he was dumped by countless women after having sex with him.

If it weren't for the sake of their last name, she wouldn't want to say another word to this cheap guy.

"I'm just curious," Song Yi said scornfully, "Our family is considered prestigious in Jiang Qi, and not everyone can reach it."

Fang Xing almost died from laughing at this person, and he wished he could add another sentence: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

This Song translation is really good at identifying people by their outfits.

"He is my friend and sent me back." Song Mo crossed over Fang Xing and walked over, "No one can be insulted."

Song Mosheng is cute, but when he is angry, he is not without deterrence. At this moment, his face is straight, and he looks a bit like Mr. Song.

"Friend?" Song Rou heard this when she rushed over.

She took a closer look and saw the young man standing behind Song Mo.

Although his clothes are not outstanding, his temperament is unique. Even if he is not from a famous family, he is from an ordinary family with good upbringing.

Seeing Song Rou, Song Mo immediately ignored Song Yi's teasing and said with a smile, "Sister, I'm back."

"This friend is..."

"My name is Fang Xing." He smiled politely at Song Rou.

The lighting at the villa door was not sufficient, but Fang Xing stood under such lighting, as pleasing to the eye as a male model on a cover.

He is a good-looking man with good looks and temperament, and can at least be rated as an eight-point quality man.

Song Rou's favorable impression immediately increased and she invited, "Thank you for sending my sister back. How about we stay here tonight..."

"It doesn't matter, just send him back. I have a friend who lives nearby, so I won't stay overnight." Fang Xing declined her invitation.

He had already seen Chonghuan walking slowly behind Song Rou.

They are old acquaintances, and the wealthy people of the Imperial Capital never see each other without raising their heads. If he is recognized, he will no longer be able to keep a low profile in Jiangqi City.

Saying goodbye hastily, he put on his helmet, got on the motorcycle, and sped away.

Chonghuan only thought that the back of the motorcycle young man looked familiar, somewhat similar to the one from the Fang family.

"Rourou, who is he?"

Song Judao, "Send the friend who comes back silently, call Fang Xing."

The name is the same, it can't really be him, right?

Zhonghuan was just doubting it, but then he thought about it, how could the Fang family member, who was probably living in a dead house because of what happened two years ago, appear in Jiangqi City?

As for sending the girl home... what happened was that he couldn't even communicate with his two sisters normally for a long time after he returned home. The psychiatrist confirmed that he was suffering from gynophobia. How could he be prescribed this?

Flirting with a girl while riding a motorcycle?

Illusions are all illusions.


Chapter completed!