Even if they were narcissistic, he was the kind of person that made people listen to them feel their self-confidence.
Yun Xiangxiang did not feel right to refute him on this, so she urged warmly, "Rest early, I won't allow you to drive overnight."
Although he was just in Beijing, it took a three-hour drive at the very least to reach here. She didn't know how many operations Song Mian had performed. This was energy-consuming physical labor, after all.
Even if someone else drove him, she wouldn't allow him to burden himself like that.
Song Mian laughed deeply, "I said I'll be back tomorrow."
"Hehe, Mr. Song, there are only twenty more minutes until tomorrow!" He thought she was easy to deceive.
Song Mian did have this idea but was worried that if he suddenly went back, not only would she not be surprised, she might even be angry. So he decided to call her first to find an excuse.
