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Song Wenjing works part-time during the day and doesn't come back until late at night.

When Yan Ran returned home, Song Wenjing was not back yet.

She doesn't know how to cook and is going to eat out.

When I came back, there was some noise at the security booth outside the apartment.

Yan Ran didn't pay attention at first, but when he vaguely heard a familiar name, he stopped. He didn't walk over directly, but stayed in place to observe.

The middle-aged man was stopped outside by the security guard, so he chose the stupidest and most rogue method, squatting at the door and waiting. No matter how hard the security guard tried, he couldn't be driven away.

Song Guohua was just a part-time worker in a factory. He was gray-haired and dressed in rustic clothes. He looked extremely poor. No wonder the security guard kept him out.

He asked as soon as he saw someone.

Have you seen his nephew, surnamed Song, who is tall and handsome and holding a photo?

The people who live here are either rich or noble. When they drive a car, no one will pay attention to them, and they will only eat a butt of car ashes.

Yan Ran happened to not be driving, but stood straight on the spot, and soon became his target.

Yan Ran is undoubtedly good-looking, with a snow-white complexion and aggressive beauty. Her light-colored lips highlight the red mole on the tip of her nose, which becomes increasingly bright and attractive. Her appearance is pleasing to the eye.

Most of the stars who debuted on TV are not as delicate and beautiful as her.

The faint bright sunlight shines through the swaying branches and leaves, gently falling on the young man's beautiful face, making it mottled and dazzling.

Song Guohua had never seen such a beautiful person before, and he became more reserved for a moment. He held the crumpled photo and looked very simple and honest, "Have you ever seen my nephew? He is tall and long. It's so handsome, that's it, have you seen it?"

He pointed at the photo, looking forward to it.

Yan Ran looked at the middle-aged man in front of him who was embarrassed and full of poverty, and pretended to look at him for a while, "I think I've seen him before."

Ren Guohua suddenly became excited and asked immediately, "Then do you know where my nephew is now?"

Yan Ran was silent for a moment and said, "You said you are his uncle. Do you have any evidence?"

"I, I am his uncle!" The middle-aged man was obviously anxious, "Why, why did I lie to you!"

Yan Ran hit the nail on the head, "Then why did I see him sleeping on the street? Is this how you treat your nephew?"

Yan Ran had never told Song Wenjing about his family, but Yan Ran also knew that it was not very good at all, and Song Wenjing didn't want to talk about it, so she wouldn't ask more questions.

A hint of guilt flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man who originally looked very anxious, and it did not escape Yan Ran's eyes at all.

A man who looked almost 50 years old actually had red eyes in front of a boy who was less than 20 years old.

He couldn't help but rub his hands nervously. The white hair on his head made him look even older. "It's me. I can't help him. But, I can't help it. I don't have the ability. If I You can make money and you won’t get into trouble like this.”

Yan Ran frowned when he heard this, "Is your family in difficulty?"

Song Guohua wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled honestly, "It's difficult now, but soon my nephew will go out into society, and then the pressure on the family will be relieved a little."

Raising his eyes suddenly, Yan Ran's eyes suddenly became sharp, "What do you mean? Your nephew and I are from the same school. His grades are so good that he can definitely get into a good university. You are ruining it." His future, have you ever thought about his feelings by doing this?"

Yan Ran's words were like a slap, hitting Song Guohua's face word by word. He didn't know why his face turned red when he was accused by a young man, and he even felt like he wanted to burrow into the ground.

He himself was an extremely weak and selfish person, and now that his ugly side was exposed, he felt even more uncomfortable and angry, but he did not dare to get angry at this young man who looked extremely noble.

He could only say dryly: "There is nothing we can do about it. I have raised him for so many years, so he must give me something in return."

Yan Ran's anger was extinguished like a basin of cold water, because she knew that no matter from any angle, she was not qualified to accuse Song Guohua, and a strong feeling of powerlessness suddenly arose in her heart.Song Wenjing is a very hard-working person. He wants to study desperately, isn't it just to have a better life in the future?

But now, because of money, he has to cut off his future path.

Yan Ran couldn't even imagine it.

He took a deep breath.

Yan Ran looked directly into Song Guohua's eyes and asked coldly: "If you are rich, you will let Song Wenjing study."

Song Guohua agreed without even thinking, "Of course."

Yan Ran picked up the phone, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally dialed the number.

beep--

beep--

The phone beeped for a long time and was only picked up a second before it was about to be hung up.

"Hey."

The man's voice was cold, with an icy aura.

Yan Ran lowered his head, his long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his pale eyelids, his pale lips opened and closed, closed and opened again.

Finally, a name emerged from his throat.

"elder brother……"

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time. He didn't seem to have much reaction, but his voice was not as cold as before, "...What's wrong?"

Yan Ran bit her lip, endured the shame and the burning temperature on her face, and said almost in a whisper, "Can you give me some money?"

As soon as these words came out, Yan Ran seemed to hear something break in his ears.

It's really ridiculous to say that she had vowed in front of Ren Ci that she would not ask for a penny from him and that she could live a good life without him, but she was slapped in the face so quickly.

The man on the other end of the phone was quiet for a moment and said in a calm voice, "Okay, I'll take time off and come back tomorrow."

Yan Ran didn't expect a man to be so easy to talk to, so he quickly agreed, "Okay."

He turned around and asked which factory Song Guohua worked in, and after mentioning it to Ren Ci, Ren Ci agreed.

The reaction was really weird and easy to talk about, but Yan Ran didn't pay much attention to it because he had solved a major issue on his mind.

From beginning to end, Ren Ci had only one request.

I have to go home tomorrow.

At this moment, Yan Ran was very grateful to Ren Ci, and even had the idea that it would be good to have a brother.

When Song Guohua went back, he felt as if he was stepping on the clouds, with a huge sum of 20 in his hand. He just felt that everything today was like a dream.

Until he slapped himself hard, the clear pain let him know that this was not a dream, but reality.

Excitement and excitement permeated the whole body.

It's about to end blah blah blah