He fiercely twisted his forehead, making him look somewhat solemn.

Song Hanlu realized this later, and did not notice anything strange at all. She smiled and greeted him: "You're back, what breakfast did you buy?"

Ouyang Sheng's handsome face was still tense. Without saying a word, he walked in front of Song Hanlu and took away the wine cup in her hands.

It was the first time for Song Hanlu to see him in such a low pressure.

She did not take Ouyang Sheng's words very seriously. Instead, she turned her attention to the sudden change in his atmosphere, and sighed in surprise, "I didn't expect that Teacher Ouyang would be angry too!"

Ouyang Sheng's expression instantly darkened. He put his breakfast bag on the table, not saying a word with a cold face.

Only then did Song Hanlu realize that she had passed. She hurriedly consoled him: "Alright, alright, I won't be drinking alcohol on an empty stomach anymore. Teacher Ouyang might not want to drink anymore."

Hearing this, Ouyang Sheng's complexion gradually improved. He took out some fresh milk and a Goat Horn Pouch from his bag, and said: "There's only this kind of breakfast around here, you handle it."

In terms of food, Song Hanlu was easy to support. As long as it was given to them, they could eat it.

"It's fine, it's fine!"

What she said was the truth. After all, in her own home, she had never had the experience of eating breakfast.

After finishing breakfast, Ouyang Sheng immediately sent Song Hanlu home.

She'd had a drink in the morning and the car would have to stay in the old garage until she was free to drive back in a few days.

When they arrived at Song Hanlu's apartment, Ouyang Sheng got off the car and said goodbye to her.

Coincidentally, they met Su Zixian again, and this time, he was not observing his in the dark, but was walking towards his.

When Song Hanlu saw him, she was shocked. "Why did you come to my house so early?"

Su Zixian replied with two simple words: "Something's up", then turned and looked at Ouyang Sheng with a burning gaze, his gaze causing him to feel a chill on his back, "Hello, I'm Su Zixian."

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder after these short words.

Ouyang Sheng was a little baffled: "Ouyang Sheng, it's nice to meet you."

Why did he feel that this man in front of him treated him as a love rival?

Su Zixian's eyes were sharp as knives, staring straight at him, he asked: Were you two together last night?

Ouyang Sheng nodded.

At this time, Song Hanlu cut in. With an unfriendly expression, she kept a distance between them and said to Ouyang Sheng, "You can go back first."

Su Zixian stared at her coldly and remained silent.

Ouyang Sheng was roughly aware that his appearance might have led to a misunderstanding between the two, so he did not linger any further, nodded his head, and quickly drove away.

He and Song Hanlu were only ordinary friends in the first place, so there was no need for him to affect the relationship between Song Hanlu and the two of them.

After Ouyang Sheng's car disappeared, Song Hanlu did not bother with him, and walked past him, straight into the elevator.

Like last time, Su Zixian silently chased after him. The expression in his eyes kept changing, and it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

stopped him at the door as he attempted to follow him into the living room.

"Are you done following me? You can go back now. "

She was still angry with him for the last time.

Su Zixian pursed his lips, and said in a low voice: "Song Hanlu, let's talk."

Song Hanlu said impatiently: "There's nothing to talk about, get out of the way, I'm closing the door."

After saying that, she really ignored Su Zixian and slammed the door shut.

"Bang!"

A dull sound of collision rang out.