Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 469 Big Customer Song Ran

When I came out of the shopping mall, I realized that there was snow falling outside again, and it soon covered the surrounding area with a thin layer of snow.

They bought a lot of things, except for some scattered and trivial things, they all handed over to the store for delivery, so when they went out, only Shao Yunchen was carrying two big bags in his hand.

The little red padded jacket he had been thinking about was also brought out, and at this moment he wanted to go back and put it on for Anxi, to prove that his vision as a father is not false.

When she got in the car, she sat on the passenger seat and buckled her seat belt, but when she heard this, she was obviously disdainful. Lu Yao snorted coldly, "It can't be good-looking, absolutely impossible."

She has the confidence to be a mother.

"Then show it to mom and let her be the referee." Shao Yunchen started the engine and said casually, appearing full of confidence, and even boasted, "If mom doesn't think it looks good, my son's diapers will be all the same in the future." I'll change it."

The father wanted to dress up his daughter as a little princess, but his son could only be reduced to a tool for gambling.

Lu Yao suddenly laughed, shaking her head and looking out the window while laughing, "Okay."

She stretched out her hand to wipe off the mist on the glass window, and then she could see the neon-lit night scene outside the window clearly, "If Mom says it looks good, I will let you buy my daughter's clothes from now on."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the man's mouth began to rise uncontrollably, "Don't regret it."

You said something to me, the car returned to the original road, and when there was another intersection and was about to reach the gate of the community, the mobile phone in Lu Yao's bag rang again.

When I took it out and looked at it, I was a little suspicious. It stands to reason that now that Song Ran has already boarded the plane, why would she call her back.

Seeing that Lu Yao didn't answer for a long time, Shao Yunchen couldn't help but look away, as if he had a premonition of something.

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The gate of Nancheng No.1 Civilian Hospital.

As soon as Shao Yunchen's car arrived, Lu Yao hurriedly pushed the door down, with her arms wrapped around her body, and she ran all the way to the eaves of the large porch with her neck shrunken.

It was only when she stood still that she realized that the woman leaning against the door and just snuffing out the cigarette butt in her hand was Song Ran.

At this time, the wind and snow were already unbelievably heavy, and the whistling wind could be heard in every ear. Lu Yao came all the way, although it was not far away, a layer of snow was blown on the top of Lu Yao's head.

After standing under the eaves for a while, the snow melted, and the snow water flowed down her forehead, making it wet.

Song Ran's face was pale, and her long and narrow eyes looked at the woman in front of her, "You didn't bring an umbrella, what did you run out for?"

As she spoke, she gathered the coat on her body, and made a gesture to go out of the corridor.

The high-heeled shoes hit the ground twice, Lu Yao suddenly reached out to stop her, took out a suit jacket from the generous down jacket, stretched her hands to the top of her head, and brought in the woman next to her, "I have a magic weapon .”

After she finished speaking, she shrank her neck and followed Song Ran's footsteps, and the two ran to the car side by side.

In Song Ran's life, it was too difficult for such a thing to happen.She is a majestic young lady of the Song family, who has always been glamorous. She never imagined that one day she would run with a woman in a suit jacket in the heavy snow.

This is so unsongran.

But this incident happened when she was about to pass the age of 30, and every time she thought of this incident from now on, there was always a smile on her lips.

Lu Yao opened the car door, stuffed Song Ran in first, and then came in by herself. She shook off the snow in her suit, and couldn't help shivering.

"Thank you." Song Ran brushed away the broken hair that was blown to the corner of her mouth by the wind. At this moment, her face was extremely pale, reflecting the snow scene under the street lights outside the window.

On the phone, she told Lu Yao that she had to cancel her flight to Kyoto due to sudden stomach cramps. The reason why she called was because the hired driver had passed the contract time. She wanted to go to the hotel but couldn't get a taxi temporarily. .

These words are half-truths and half-false. Those who say it know it, and those who listen know it too.

But no one went to investigate how true or false it was.

Song Ran always had a reason for wanting to find Lu Yao.

"There is a five-star hotel near the airport. I'll take you there. It's convenient to catch the plane tomorrow." The man in the driver's seat ignored the woman's unclear thank you voice, and slowly started the engine.

Song Ran didn't respond, but Lu Yao came to her senses, "If you don't mind, you can spend the night with us. After all, you are not feeling well and you don't want to be hospitalized. If you have any problems, you can take care of them."

As soon as this was said, Lu Yao regretted it.

Most of what she said was based on her sympathy for Song Ran. The news she just learned in the mall still reverberated in her mind and couldn't get rid of it.

But after thinking about it, she also had compassion for this woman earlier, but in the end she found out that she was deliberately using her.

After all, she and Shang Rui are inextricably linked.

"But you shouldn't be used to living with us..."

So he coughed dryly, intending to bring the topic back to the original direction, but unexpectedly, Song Ran smiled and agreed before her, "Okay, then I will disturb you all for the night."

The corners of Lu Yao's mouth twitched, she exchanged a glance with Shao Yunchen through the rearview mirror, and turned her face away with some embarrassment.

After Song Ran agreed, she automatically ignored the interaction between the young couple.She was drenched in fatigue and turned her head out of the window, as if trapped in her own thoughts, unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Until she passed by the door of a store that was about to close, she seemed to be relieved suddenly, and shouted: "Stop."

When the car was on the side of the road, she didn't care if it was still snowing, so she opened the car door and stepped out.

Lu Yao yelled, all the voices were cut off by the rapid opening and closing of the door, she could only purse her lips, watching the back melt into the wind and snow, looming, and finally pushed open the door of a children's clothing store.

The owner of the children's clothing store lamented that he was lucky enough to welcome the biggest customer of the day after closing the store for an hour tonight.

About 20 minutes later, she opened the door and came out. She personally held an umbrella and sent the man out, and asked the store staff to follow behind with a dozen or so big bags, and directly sent the big customer to the car.

Lu Yao stared at the things that were stuffed into the car, a little dumbfounded.

Later, Song Ran bent over and stepped in, and said unhurriedly, "I remember that the two children in your family are over one year old? I heard that children are growing fast at this stage, and there are always not enough clothes."

She spoke lightly and casually, wearing her seat belt as she spoke, as if she didn't have any personal emotions.

The co-pilot's seat next to Shao Yunchen was also packed to the brim. Hearing this, he couldn't help but turn his head and take a look. Seeing a pink and tender padded jacket protruding from the bag, he slightly curled his lips.

I thought that pink is not better than bright red, so he can't go wrong with the one he bought.

Lu Yao and Shao Yunchen thought differently. At this time, she thought over Song Ran's words repeatedly, and she couldn't help thinking of her two miscarriage experiences.

After waiting for the car to drive downstairs in the community, Song Ran leaned against the window with her arms folded, as if she had fallen asleep.

From Lu Yao's direction, we can see her side face clearly, the tips of her hair are still wet on her temples, her complexion is sickly pale, her hands are folded on her chest, in fact she is sleeping very well and peacefully.

If it wasn't for the slightly aggressive makeup that hasn't completely faded away, Lu Yao would doubt whether this person is Miss Song Ran in her cognition.

"It's here." She patted her on the back to wake her up.

(End of this chapter)