Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 555 Raised Hundreds

It was only when Yan Hao arrived at the hospital that he received a message from Assistant Song Ran. At this time, Shan Rao was finishing his communication with the doctor and wanted to take his wallet out of his pocket to pay the bill.

But after stretching out his hand and groping back and forth, he found nothing in the end.

While frowning, the man behind him patted him on the shoulder, "Master, Miss Song found your wallet, and her assistant is about to bring it to you."

As he spoke, he poked the phone chat history in front of him.

Shan Rao didn't care to follow what the chat was about, just hearing the word "Miss Song" was enough to make his slightly frowning brows relax completely.

"In this case..." He patted the arm of the man next to him, "You can only settle the bill, I don't have any money in my phone."

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help touching the fluffy little guy who was cowering in the corner, "It seems that you came here to match us, and it's hard to justify not taking you in this time."

Naturally, the fluffy little guy couldn't understand what he was saying, so he could only respond with two soft "meows".

When the assistant went to deliver the wallet, Song Ran was having lunch in a nearby restaurant. After waiting for about 10 minutes, she saw the woman rushing back from the glass window, "Miss, Mr. Shan is here."

Song Ran cast her eyes down, and soon saw the man following her walking calmly, holding a ball of snow-white flowers in his arms.

The man stepped in, pulled a chair opposite Song Ran and sat down, joking with a smile on his face, "Miss Song, it's really a fate."

Song Ran had just finished eating, and most of her attention was attracted by the unknown creature in the man's arms, "Where did the cat come from?"

"I just rescued him on the side of the road. If it wasn't for it, we wouldn't have met by such a coincidence." As he spoke, he moved slightly to let the little guy show his face.

"I can't see that Mr. Shan is still a caring person."

Song Ran stared at the cat, not showing too much emotion, but after thinking about it, she quickly realized, "Didn't you order the meal at the hotel for me yesterday?"

When she asked the question, before the man could answer, she had already figured it out through the subtle expression changes on his face, and then asked, "You said you were on a business trip, what kind of business did you come to this small town for?"

A series of questions made the man laugh a little. He calmed down, automatically ignored the first question that he had already understood, and only answered the second, "Business secrets, Ms. Song would not think of using such a small Renqing, buy such important business information from me, right?"

"Business information?" Song Ran suddenly understood something, and her lips curled up, "If I understand correctly, the Shan family has done a good job in tourism in recent years, right?"

Guessing a certain possibility, she looked at the other party with sharper eyes, "I heard from my father that you have a unique eye, and I don't know if Fenghuang Ancient Town is a geomantic treasure waiting to be developed in your eyes. .”

Mentioning Fenghuang Ancient Town, the man's eyes trembled, and when he met Song Ran again, the emotion in his eyes gradually became meaningful.

He secretly marveled, he didn't expect this woman to have such acuity, what was more surprising was the admiration and admiration that filled his chest at that moment.

He likes smart women.

It is better to be able to understand his mind at a glance.

Seeing being exposed, Shan Rao didn't hide anything after a brief hesitation, but nodded with a smile, "I always feel that the two of us are very compatible, and this kind of tacit understanding is not easy to have."

After he finished speaking, the little guy in his arms turned around uncomfortably, poked his head out and stretched out another paw, trying to climb onto the table in front of him.

But what Song Ran was thinking at the moment was completely different from this man.

This man speaks frivolously, with a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes raised upwards, coupled with his ruffian aura, he really doesn't look like the second young master from a famous family.

It's more like a young man in the market class, who has gained some fame through hard work. Such people usually suffer enough that ordinary people can't bear, so they will lie and use that evil spirit to cover their ambitions.

Thinking about it this way, she couldn't understand him a little bit.

But at the moment, she still maintained her usual desolate face, and broke his fantasy with a smile, "If my deduction is correct, Mr. Shan should have come here a few days earlier than me, and you have learned in advance about the plan of Fenghuang Ancient Town to invite public bids." , the first reaction is to find someone in the city who has the right to intervene to communicate..."

She was unhurried, with a gentle tone, Shan Rao listened, and unconsciously became a little interested, and nodded with frowning, "That's it, what's wrong?"

This is what he thought. Yesterday, according to the expected plan, he discussed the communication matters to an ideal level. This morning, he planned to go to the ancient town for inspection, but he met this little guy in his arms on the way, so he temporarily changed his route and returned. .

Song Ran didn't intend to explain too much, but she immediately made her position clear, "Everyone fights according to their own ability, as long as it is not an informal means of competition, I can accept any result."

At this point, Shan Rao naturally understood, and his thin lips raised slightly, "So... I said that I have a perfect understanding with Miss Song, isn't it wrong?"

He didn't seem to care much about the result of the two becoming competitors, but was happy about it.

Song Ran looked at him, and finally gently pushed away the chair under him and stood up, "I don't think so, at least we have different considerations in terms of the policy of action."

Before leaving, she took a look at the little guy in the man's arms. There were still a few streaks of blood on the white fur. The wound had just been treated in the hospital, but it didn't look particularly good.

"Mr. Shan has ever raised a cat?"

Regarding cats, Song Ran has some childhood memories, not very clear ones.

The topic involved individuals, Shan Rao was a little surprised, and then showed his signature ruffian smile, "I have raised quite a few, probably hundreds of them."

Seeing that he didn't look like he was talking seriously, Song Ran lost the desire to continue. Before leaving, he only said coldly: "Mr. Shan doesn't seem like a suitable person for raising cats. It was thought through beforehand."

If you can't take care of it properly, it's better to find a more suitable home for it from the beginning.

The man understood the meaning of Song Ran's words, and watched the figure push open the door with his long and narrow eyes, and then slightly curled his lips, "I think you don't know me well enough."

But he thought optimistically that there was always a chance for her to understand.

Song Ran once raised a cat. When she was very young, she lost the cat when she took it out to play, and never found it again.

Since then, she has never thought about keeping a pet again.

Just like getting out of a failed marriage this time, she also planned to be alone for life.

She pushed the door open, and the little assistant who had been waiting outside the door caught up. Before her, she walked to the parked car, opened the door and waited.

Before stepping into the car door, she raised her eyes and glanced lightly, "You have a good relationship with Mr. Shan's servant?"

The assistant quickly opened the driver's door and went in, and hurriedly responded while wearing the seat belt: "No, I'm not familiar with it, I also want to trick him to see if this Mr. Shan followed you here on purpose. .”

Song Ran's cold eyes didn't reveal anything.

And the assistant seemed embarrassed for a while. When he started the engine, he glanced back and said with a smile: "I heard that Mr. Shan opened a pet shelter when he was in England, and adopted hundreds of cats and dogs."

The woman closed her eyes and did not respond to her words.

But some thoughts turned around in my mind, and it happened to coincide with the conversation with him not long ago. At that time, I had a charming and calm smile on my face. People unconsciously listen to it as a joke.

(End of this chapter)