Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 126 Tell That Zhang Yangrui Stop Sending Me Messages
"Make an appointment with Ai Lai to meet at the cafe downstairs." After spending the whole night in Song Yichen's gentle village, Lan Song felt refreshed and recovered from yesterday's sudden incident.

"Yes." Song Yichen used the small bar as a desk, flipping through the information of the tea company.

"Do you want to go together?" Song Yichen resigned from his part-time job in the coffee shop after he was an intern at Shangxing.

"I'm not going, I'm going to make a design plan." Song Yichen looked up at Lan Song and found that he was in good spirits, "I went out to eat with Ai Lai at noon, I don't have time to cook."

"Without you, the business of the coffee shop will probably be greatly affected. After all, those little girls who come to buy things are probably here for you." Lan Song judged from the ground, and then sighed again, "When are you going to get your sandwiches, calamari rings, and hot chocolate milk?"

They had just met at that time, and when Lan Song saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, and it was too late to hide.And now they are the closest lovers.Looking back on these fragments as far away as the past, Lan Song suddenly felt that even a cabbage was made by a pig.

Of course, the good cabbage is Song Yichen, and she is that lucky pig.

"Didn't you eat it once?" Song Yichen asked with a silent smile.

"Oh, I was so nervous at that time. I wanted to run away when I saw you. How could I smell it?" Lan Song said bitterly, but he didn't notice that he accidentally slipped his mouth.

"I want to make it for you tomorrow morning." Song Yichen was in a good mood after hearing this, and generously agreed, "I'll go down to the cafe to get some ingredients when I have time."

Breakfast is settled tomorrow, Lan Song drank the remaining milk, and seemed to think of something again, and asked carefully, "Well, what should I say to Ai Lai?"

Song Yichen's attitude has already been explained with practical actions last night, and the marks on his body when he changed his clothes in the morning are the best proof.But Ai Lai is different, she is a corner of the Iron Triangle of the Academy of Fine Arts, and a good buddy of Song Yichen.She doesn't care what others think of her or her past. She is used to both good and bad.But Lan Song is very concerned about what other people think of Song Yichen, and this other person is still one of his few important friends.

Would Ai Lai think that Song Yichen was an idiot who chose out of thousands to find a divorcee?Or feel sorry for him, not being able to find a more perfect person?
Knowing that this woman hadn't fully thought about it yet, Song Yichen turned over a page of A4 paper and said without looking up, "I told her last night, you don't need to worry about her."

"Oh..." Lan Song lowered his head to clean up the dishes, always feeling that something was missing, so empty that people couldn't step on it.

Song Yichen continued to read his profile, some things he had to figure out for himself, it was useless to figure out what others said, Lan Song's demons were not invincible, at least he could accept him, other things, take your time.

After tidying up the kitchen, Lan Song picked up his bag and was about to leave.

"Bring an umbrella!"

Looking out the window, I realized that it was raining outside.The spring rain is continuous, which is the rainy season.

Grabbing a folding umbrella, Lan Song lowered his head to put on his shoes, and shouted before going out, "I'm leaving."

"Ah."

A wooden man who doesn't like to talk, Lan Song turned his mouth up in disgust and walked away.

Islay sat in the cafe, watching the drizzle outside, sinking into the tangled abyss.What kind of face should she face Lan Song?
Happy, with a big wave of your hand, everything from yesterday no longer exists!Everything yesterday is like death yesterday, and everything today is like life today.The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes are informal!But won't this appear to be heartless and heartless?What if Lan Song didn't die yesterday?
that sad?Filled with righteous indignation first verbalize that nervous woman, then gently comfort the little girl with a film, and finally nourish her with chicken soup for the soul?What if Lan Song doesn't take it seriously at all, or doesn't want to mention it at all?It doesn't matter if it looks redundant, but will it appear that she is a little gloating and watching the good show?
Just when Ai Lai was thinking about it, she sat upright and saw Lan Song gracefully folding the umbrella at the door.Today she didn't wear a jacket, a loose high-necked thick sweater, tight jeans underneath, white and green sneakers, a blue square bag slanted across her side, and a tall bun. smile.

Where does Lan Song need her to worry about?How can you still see the appearance of being beaten and scolded at school yesterday?It seems that Song Caizi did a lot of hard work to appease people last night.Anyone with a discerning eye can see that people are usually pampered like treasures, and even thinking about it at such a moment is even more painful than risking their lives.

Instead of worrying about others, it's better to worry about yourself, Ai Lai felt sorry for himself in his heart.

Completely different from Ai Lai's imagination, Lan Song's mood really recovered, and both of them also tacitly chose not to talk about it.It's raining outside, it's not suitable to go anywhere, and Islay is not in the mood.

After sitting for more than an hour, Islay went to the train station.Only when you are hurt will you think of the warm healing place of home.

Lan Song wanted to go back immediately to accompany Song Yichen, thinking that he might be able to do something for Ai Lai, so he drove in the rain from the train station directly to the direction of Lu Feng's house.

When Huang Mei came to open the door, Lan Song remembered Song Yichen's green plum.

"Brother Yichen didn't come?" Huang Mei stretched her neck and looked back for a while before she was really sure that Song Yichen didn't come with her.

"Well, I have something to do with Lu Feng." It's not particularly comfortable for someone to think about his man every day, "Are you still used to it here?"

"Well, it's good." Huang Mei's look of disappointment was written all over her face.

Lan Song walked inside without saying anything. She couldn't eliminate the gap between her and Huang Mei, and it seemed even more fake if she had nothing to say.She has no hostility towards Huang Mei, but it doesn't mean she has to get along well with Huang Mei.

"Lan Song, tell that Zhang Yangrui to stop sending me messages, it's so annoying."

Lan Song looked back at her in surprise, it was still the same Huang Mei with braids and dark eyes, looking like she was not afraid of anyone.

"Yangrui?" Lan Song understood, as expected, he was a playboy, a guy who never changed his nature, "Okay, I'll tell Song Yichen later."

Who knew that Huang Mei felt as if she had been electrocuted, "No, don't tell Brother Yichen!"

Lan Song looked at her in puzzlement, Huang Mei's eyes flickered, and she explained unnaturally, "I'm afraid... Brother Yichen will say that I'm... a girl, it's not good."

Lan Song suddenly realized that Huang Mei was conservative in thinking, and it was normal to have such thoughts, but at the same time, she felt a little pitiful for this seemingly aggressive girl.

"Don't be nervous, I just don't tell him." Huang Mei raised her brows and pursed her mouth tightly. Lan Song didn't feel relieved by her appearance of being completely on guard against her, "I'll just tell Yang Rui. In fact, he is not bad..."

Before she finished speaking, Huang Mei snorted coldly, "Why isn't he bad? He's just a hooligan! A shameless hooligan!"

(End of this chapter)