After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 695 The same experience
Song Mu Ran made a movement on his hand, and everything around him became quiet, with only a few insects chirping in the air.

He lowered his eyes slightly, covering the emotions under his eyes.

"Oh, is it so?"

Yang Jingyi was already prepared to be questioned by Song Muran, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so dull.

Then, she realized something.

"Did you already know..."

Song Muran put all the packing boxes into garbage bags, and wiped the oil stains on the table with wet paper towels. After finishing everything, he raised his head to meet Yang Jingyi's gaze.

"I'm a man too."

"So, I can understand what he means when he looks at you."

Qi Shu liked Yang Jingyi. He knew it when he was in Paris.

Song Muran still remembers the first time she flew to Paris alone as an adult. It was Yang Jingyi's third year of studying at the Art Institute.

Although he knew that the two would not meet each other, he still kept himself clean and tidy, and even vaguely looked forward to whether Yang Jingyi would recognize him if he passed by Yang Jingyi.

He set foot on a foreign land with secret expectations and love.

Then, he saw Qi Shu next to Yang Jingyi.

The gentleman on the other side was calm and looked at Yang Jingyi with eyes full of love that everyone could see.

That was the first time Song Muran actually felt "heartache".

He is obviously in good health and does not have any heart disease.

But when he looked at Yang Jingyi and Qi Shu walking side by side, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a big invisible hand, which made him unable to breathe in pain and wanted to turn around and run away.

Fortunately, he quickly found out that Yang Jingyi and Qi Shu were just friends.

"You've only met Qi Shu a few times and you can tell..." Yang Jingyao opened her lips and smiled wryly at herself, "It's a shame I've known him for so many years."

"I was too stupid."

"If I could have noticed his feelings earlier, I wouldn't have hurt him so deeply."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was hugged into a dry and warm embrace.

Song Muran's body exuded a faint fragrance.

Sunny, clean, and smells good.

Yang Jingyi unconsciously rubbed his shirt.

"When you are with your boyfriend, you always mention other men. Aren't you afraid that your boyfriend will be angry?"

The clear magnetic voice followed the vibrations in her chest and penetrated into Yang Jingyi's ears, making her face heat up.

She wanted to raise her head to retort, but the back of her head was gently held down by a big hand.

Song Muran hugged the person in her arms a little tighter, and used her five fingers to massage the acupuncture points on the back of Yang Jingyi's head soothingly, helping her relax.

"So, you've been feeling gloomy all day today because of this?"

Yang Jingyi was silent for a moment and nodded gently.

Song Muran sighed silently: "Fool..."

Yang Jingyi frowned and pinched the soft flesh around his waist gently: "You brat, who are you scolding? You're rude!"

Song Muran snorted, but a smile emerged from the corners of her lips: "I haven't finished speaking yet...sister."

Yang Jingyi: "???"

What is the difference between "fool" and "fool sister"?
This kid was so good before, but now he has just been dating for two days and he dares to call her stupid.

"You did nothing wrong."

There was an unfamiliar touch on her hair, which made Yang Jingyi's brain go blank for a moment.

It took her a while to realize that Song Muran might have kissed her hair just now.

It was obvious that the two of them even kissed each other, but this kind of contact made Yang Jingyi blush and her heart beat faster.

"Qi Shu likes you, but he has never expressed his love. This is his own decision and has nothing to do with you."

"You don't need to blame yourself for this." "Like is always a person's business."

Yang Jingyi was stunned.

Qi Shu also said this to her.

Instantly, a ridiculous idea came to Yang Jingyi's mind.

Does Song Muran have a similar experience to Qi Shu?

The two stayed by the river until nearly ten o'clock before going home.

Thanks to Song Muran's comfort, Yang Jingyi's attention was diverted.

On the way back, she wanted to ask Song Muran about her previous relationship experiences several times, but in the end she couldn't.

She was so depressed that she didn't fall asleep until midnight.

Fortunately, she didn't have to go to the company the next day and could take a nap.

Zuo Tianhua was one of the first businessmen in Jiangcheng to become rich.

And he is different from the Yang family. He was born as a small man and started from scratch. He built a fortune in Jiangcheng and established today's Yunding Group.

People who have worked with Zuo Tianhua have different opinions on how affordable he is.

Some people say that Zuo Tianhua is honest and straightforward, while others say that he has a weird temper and is difficult to deal with.

Yang Jingyi never fights an unprepared battle. She has collected all of Zuo Tianhua's interviews since he started business. She read and analyzed them one by one, and she had a rough understanding of Zuo Tianhua's character and behavior.

Although this meeting did not directly determine the success or failure of her first round of financing, it was still important.

She wanted to leave a good influence on Zuo Tianhua.

One o'clock at noon.

She changed and went downstairs. Song Muran was already waiting by the car.

The two of them hadn't discussed anything today, but they wore clothes of the same color.

Yang Jingyi is wearing a stylish gray oversize suit, paired with suit shorts of the same color, looking smart and elegant.

Song Muran wore a set of casual suits. Yang Jingyi couldn't tell the brand, but she could tell from the workmanship and fabric that it was a custom-made suit.

Both of them looked at each other appreciatively.

"The taste is good." Yang Jingyi slightly pushed down the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, "Is the person who made this suit an old master?"

Such craftsmanship would never be possible in Paris with twenty or thirty years of customization experience.

And finding such a master to make clothes is often more difficult than buying high-end luxury clothes.

"Yeah." Song Muran smiled and nodded, "It's an uncle who used to help my dad make suits."

Song Zicheng is a data analyst and is often hired as a consultant by some large companies.

So he is very concerned about his image.

Even before he and Fan Li started their business, they were willing to spend a lot of their monthly income to make custom suits.

This habit did not change until his death.

When Song Muran was 18 years old, Fan Li took him to see the tailor who had been making clothes for Song Zicheng.

"Take me to visit you when you are free some other time?" Yang Jingyi has an occupational disease. Whenever she sees a good craftsman, no matter how old or young he is, she will want to recruit her. "It happens to be my design for next season, and I want to try a different style. try."

Song Muran raised her lips: "Okay."

The Zuo family's villa is in a famous wealthy area of ​​Jiangcheng.

It takes about forty minutes to drive from Yunding Community.

Yang Jingyi asked Song Muran to take a detour to pick up the gift she had ordered, so that the time would be almost the same.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got the gift, she received a call from Zuo Yu.

"Sister Jingyi, something happened to Senior Yang!"

Zuo Yu's anxious voice came from the receiver, which was particularly clear in the carriage, causing Song Muran to look sideways.