Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 589 New Account and Old Account Together
When Mr. Smith saw Song Ran, he didn't care about his wife's feelings standing next to him, his eyes were always shining.

He took two glasses of red wine from the passing waiter, and handed one of them to Song Ran, "I've been here for two months, and I've seen many beautiful ladies, but none of them are as eye-catching as Miss Song .”

The man always paused while speaking, but this did not affect his willingness to express. After speaking, the smile on his face became more obvious, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes gradually deepened.

Song Ran took the wine glass and raised her hand slightly to signal, "Mr. Smith is also very personable, and Ms. Yan really has a good eye."

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the woman standing next to him, and saw that she was still smiling, and there was no displeasure on her face.

It was impossible for the other party not to notice the sarcasm in her words.

So he paused, narrowed his eyes, and said politely: "I heard that Mr. Smith's recent business focus is in the capital. When you are free, please remember to let me know so that I can prepare in advance and entertain you two well."

When it comes to the business in Kyoto, the expression on Mr. Smith's face is obviously a little bit surprised, but it only happened for a moment, after he noticed the face of the lady next to him from the corner of his eyes, he smiled quite officially, " sure……"

It can be seen that the matter is as Shan Rao guessed, Smith himself is not familiar with the business in Kyoto, and it is more likely that all this is done by the Miss Yan next to him alone.

Presumably guessing the information he wanted, Song Ranlin narrowed his eyes slightly before saying goodbye, and exchanged a shallow glance with the woman who was quietly watching everything beside him, then smiled lightly, "Then I will excuse you first."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly, then raised his foot and walked towards the depths of the banquet hall.

After that figure slowly disappeared into the crowd, Mr. Smith frowned slowly. He switched to English to communicate with the woman next to him and asked her what Miss Song meant just now.

"Do you know what status the Song family has in the capital and even in the whole country?" The woman raised her brows lightly, and responded arrogantly to the man's question, "I will replace you in less than two months." It took down most of their lost trade business... It's only natural for her to want to find out about you."

As she spoke, she shook the wine glass that was becoming empty in her hand, and an arrogant and indifferent look gradually appeared in her eyes.

"I don't intend to spend too much time here." The man's dark blue eyes trembled, and then he spread his hands, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction, "Your thoughts are really getting more and more serious lately." too much."

"Okay..." Then, without waiting for the man next to him to say anything, she frowned impatiently and interrupted, "I'll explain this question to you slowly when I get back."

Turning the half-empty wine glass in her hand twice, she saw a man walking in the other direction not far away through the wine-stained glass wall, and her delicately painted red lips hooked up suddenly, "Honey, I'm going to see an old friend."

Shan Rao finally found the dark blue figure in the crowd, and when he raised his foot to catch up, he was blocked by a hand stretched out unexpectedly from the side.

He lowered his eyes, first glanced at the blood-red shiny nails, and then recognized the tattoo on the other's wrist, a delicate and delicate peach blossom fan.

Therefore, he recognized the person without looking up, stared at the tattoo and slightly curled his lips, "Miss Yan."

He called her that too.

But after a while, he raised his head again, met her eyes and then changed his words, "No, it should be Mrs. Smith."

Faced with the ridicule in Shan Rao's words, Mrs. Smith did not change her expression. She slowly retracted the arm that was raised in the air, and raised her eyebrows, "Why, go to your Miss Song?"

After a pause, she wrapped her arms slightly, and looked the man up and down, "What attracts you to that woman, is it because she was married that she has more taste?"

"Shut up." The man's face suddenly turned cold when he poked his heart, and his eyes were soaked with cold breath, "I know that you were helping Shang Rui with Fengrui's matter before, so I advise you to stay away from Song Ran."

After finishing speaking, the hand hanging by his side clenched into a fist. The words were threatening, but there was not much threat in his eyes.

Some are only serious and serious.

Seeing him like this, the woman smiled instead, and slowly put her arms down again, her eyes paused on his face for a long time, as if she was observing something.

Time paused for a moment before she buried her head and laughed, "It's very interesting. The son of your Shan family has such strange tastes in women. Could it be that only divorced women can catch your eyes?"

Smiling and laughing, the expression on his face slowly cooled down again, the last trace of a smile froze at the corner of his mouth, then his eyes froze, and he counted: "Shi Ran is like this, Song Ran is like this..."

At this moment, the man's heart beat suddenly, his eyes trembled, and there were only two words ringing in his ears - divorce.

"Song Ran is divorced?"

"She doesn't want a divorce. Why does Shang Rui deal with her so recklessly? You know, he won't stay in the capital for long in the future. The price of taking this move is not small."

Because the surprise was not expressed too strongly, the woman paused after subconsciously answering, and said with a smile, "You don't even know these things, do you?"

That is to say-

The man whispered in his heart, that is to say, Song Ran's ex-husband is Shang Rui.

Thinking about it this way, there are explanations for many weird and inappropriate places before.

That day at the amusement park night scene, the woman could still behave so calmly in front of her husband who was holding Ruan Xiangyu in her arms. Now that she has figured out the situation and thought about it, she finds it inconceivable.

After he regained his composure, he suppressed all the turbulent and complicated emotions in his heart, lowered his eyes and warned the woman in front of him coldly, "I don't care what agreement you have reached with Shang Rui, as for the Song family's affairs, I only Tolerate your meddling to this point."

After hearing this, Mrs. Smith smiled slightly with her lips curled up, her voice was a bit sharp.

She slowly gathered her eyes, stared at the man's gloomy and deep face, and said frankly: "To tell you the truth, I was not interested in the Song family at first, but who am I really interested in, do you know?"

Without waiting for the man to answer, she stretched out a finger and lightly pressed it against his chest, as if drawing a circle carelessly, "Shan Yuan is dead, but the things he owed me have not been paid off. Including You, Shan Rao, if you hadn't brought Shi Ran back to your Shan family, there wouldn't be so many things in the future..."

These words were originally spoken casually, but the more time passed, the more resentment was revealed through gnashing of teeth.

And the man didn't wait for her to finish, he waved her hand away, and looked down indifferently, "Yan Yan, only you know how much you did to my brother's death, His life is given to you, do you still think he owes you anything?"

It turned out that a woman also had an untouchable boundary in her heart. She suddenly turned red and scolded, "The police have finalized the case. Shan Yuan's death was an accident."

"Accident?" Shan Rao sneered when he heard the words, and then stepped forward, forcing the opponent's steps back, "Is it really an accident?"

Slowly, the two retreated to a corner together. After a silent confrontation, his body suddenly left, and he warned rationally and indifferently: "I haven't looked for you yet, you should come to the door yourself first." Now, since this is the case, we will settle the old and new accounts together."

(End of this chapter)