The host was getting ready on the stage when music suddenly started playing in the banquet hall.
The whole place fell silent instantly.
It also interrupted the conversation between Duan Jiaxu and Sang Yan.
Sang Yan glanced at him coldly and took out his cell phone from his pocket.
Duan Jiaxu lowered his eyes, took a sip of water and smiled.
Dozens of seconds passed.
Sang Chi felt that this matter should be over. Taking advantage of this gap, she glanced in the direction of Duan Jiaxu. At this moment, he was looking at the stage, seemingly listening carefully to the host's introduction, and not looking this way.
Sang Zhi retracted his gaze, leaned close to Sang Yan's ear, and whispered "Brother"
Before she could finish her words, Sang Yan interrupted her and said, "Little devil, don't call me like that. I feel like vomiting when I hear these two words now."
"" Sang Zhi continued to ask, "What are you doing, brother Jia Xu?"
Sang Yan was looking at his phone. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and handed the screen to her.
Sang Chi took a look.
A web page was displayed on the screen, and the search bar was Yihe City Mental Hospital.
""
Sang Yan sighed, "I can only help him up to this point."
The next second, Sang Chi saw Sang Yan hand the phone to Duan Jiaxu again, and added a very concerned sentence: "You can apply for admission directly after you go back."
Duan Jiaxu glanced at it and said gently, "No need, thank you brother."
This time, before he could finish, Sang stretched out his hand to strangle his neck and pressed down hard, as if he could no longer bear it. "I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never been called like this by a grown man like you."
Duan Jiaxu was slightly stunned, but did not resist. Being treated like this, he laughed out loud, his shoulders trembling, and he asked with a faint breath, "What's wrong?"
Sang Yan stared at him for a few seconds. Just when Sang Chi thought he was going to drag Duan Jiaxu out and beat him up, he suddenly let go of his hand, turned his head and said to Sang Chi, "Change seats."
Sang Chi was watching the show from the side. He was a little slow to react when he heard this. He said "Ah" blankly, "Would you like to switch places with me?"
"If I sit next to him again," Sang Yan said lightly, "Qian Fei will probably think I'm going to cause trouble."
""
Sitting in Sang Yan's seat, Sang Chi silently moved all her tableware over.
She didn't look in Duan Jiaxu's direction. Just as she was about to refill her cup of tea, her cell phone beside her vibrated.
Sang Chi withdrew his hand and glanced at him casually.
Sang Rong sent a voice message to the group at home.
She clicked it directly.
Sang Rong: "Zizi, Dad bought a chocolate cake and put it in the refrigerator. You can eat it if you want. Your mom and I have an appointment today, so we will be back late."
Sang Chi replied "OK".
Then she exited the chat window and slid down.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed Duan Jiaxu was also looking over here, Sang Chi subconsciously raised his head and immediately turned off the screen of his phone, "What are you doing?"
Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelashes slightly and suddenly asked, "Just who?"
Sang Chi felt weird, "It's not like you didn't know that."
Duan Jiaxu smiled and said, "It's your brother."
"What do you mean my brother?" Sang Chi was puzzled. "It's me, my nickname."
"Oh." Duan Jiaxu picked up the teapot and poured water into her cup, asking, "Why haven't you heard your brother call you like that?"
"He would yell occasionally," Sang Chi said, "but only rarely."