Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 606

After Shan Rao finished washing, he went downstairs, seeing Shan's mother's delivery eyes turned complicated and worried, he pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word, pretending not to know.

After entering the restaurant, Song Ran was nowhere to be seen. Shi Ran said that the Song family specially arranged a private plane to pick her up, and they had already left early this morning.

Mr. Shan was not at home yesterday. He heard his aunt talking about yesterday's farce this morning, and his face collapsed on the spot. He believed that Miss Song's sudden departure was because he saw that the Shan family's hospitality was not sincere enough.

Song Ran inherited the family business from his father relatively early. Although he is still a young man to many seniors like Mr. Shan, his reputation and reputation are already there. Touch her reverse scales.

Before Shan Rao went downstairs, Shan's father had already lectured his wife in the restaurant, so Shan's mother thought of going upstairs to call for someone, and asked around, what the two young people were thinking.

But she didn't want to, what she saw when she opened the door was that kind of scene, she was so shocked that she almost rolled down the stairs.

When eating, the old man is also absent-minded, looking at her husband and son from time to time.

When Shan Rao heard the news that Song Ran had left, he didn't show much surprise or regret. He just said "Oh" and turned his head to look at the entrance of the restaurant, "Where is Yan Hao, he was tired last night. Well, I got up late, let's call over to eat together."

The old lady's face turned blue instantly.

Seeing this, Shi Ran turned around and was about to order the aunt in the kitchen to ask someone to come in. Seeing this posture, Shan's mother hurriedly scolded: "Where are you going? The kitchen outside will leave food for him, so he is not allowed to go."

The dining table was quiet for a while, the old man Shan, who didn't know about all this, frowned, and looked sideways, "It's so early in the morning, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I'm okay." The old man could only bury her head in the porridge, and she couldn't confess because her momentary words of anger had completely changed her son's orientation.

On the other hand, Shan Rao buried his head in cutting the bread, felt Shi Ran's smirk in his eyes, and pretended not to see it, and generally refused to respond.

For Shan Rao, sacrificing Yan Hao in exchange for the silence of the old lady at home is a very cost-effective thing.

After that breakfast, the old man didn't dare to say anything bad about Miss Song's family. Although she still disagreed from the bottom of her heart, but after thinking about it, no matter how bad it was, it was better than finding a man.

Although the youngest son of the Shan family has been mischievous and unruly since he was a child, he always likes to take the lead in doing things, but he can control the old man in the family and his brother who is always strict and excellent.

On the surface, he was always the one who was beaten, but in the end, he didn't miss any of the things he wanted to do.

After two days like this, Yan Hao also cowered and hid for two days.

On the morning of the weekend that day, the pus-filled wound on Shan Rao's waist began to deteriorate. He pursed his white lips and was about to inform Yan Hao to take him to the hospital when the man knocked on the door and entered.

After entering the door, he still lowered his head, presented a draft resignation letter with both hands, and pushed it directly in front of him.

The man only picked it up, read the three words of the resignation letter on the cover, and then put it aside, "I plan to raise your salary by 20.00% from next month."

"It's not a question of salary." Yan Hao lowered his head, trying to defend his last dignity, "Master, I'm not selling myself as a performer."

"thirty."

"I'm not the kind of person who has an eye for money."

Shan Rao raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing the other party pursing his lips secretly, a light flashed in his eyes.

"Forty." He leaned his body against the back of the chair and waved his hand, "It's fine if you don't agree..."

Before he reached out to open the envelope to sign, Yan Hao strode up and snatched it off, and then smiled obsequiously, "Agreed, agreed."

Facts have proved that although money is not omnipotent, it does have thousands of benefits that people cannot refuse.

Seeing through the man's mind, Shan Rao helped the seat up, picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair and threw it into his arms, "Take me to the hospital."

On the way from the study to the garage, the man's face became increasingly ugly.

But his footsteps still didn't stop for a moment. After putting on his coat, he turned his head and curled his lips slightly, "Don't worry, I don't agree. No one in the Shan family dares to touch you."

After getting into the car, amidst Yan Hao's faltering and probing voice, he waved his hand impatiently: "Even if I like men, I still don't like you. What level do you have, do you have no points in your heart?"

After hearing this, Yan Hao frowned while driving, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, not knowing whether to be happy or depressed.

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When Song Ran returned to the capital, she knew that there were occasional reporters squatting at the Song residence during this time, hoping to get some first-hand information about the two children.

But Song's father was eager to protect his grandson. Before Song Ran came back, he had already personally dispatched someone to take care of everything.

On the day she came back, Song Yan was sent to a private hospital for examination because she kept spitting up milk. After Song Ran landed, she directly asked the driver to drive to the hospital.

The little guy didn't look too good, but when he saw Song Ran, his little face, which was still crying and wrinkled, stretched out in an instant, and he waved his little hands to hug him.

With a cold expression on her face, she reached out to pick up the child. The little guy was not heavy, but Song Ran's heart was heavy.

She began to have a little doubt whether she should bring them into this world.

After all, for her, the bitterness of life is always greater than the sweetness, and she has been running back and forth since the birth of her two children, and this situation will probably not improve much in the future.

In short, she can't be called a qualified mother.

But at this time, the little guy didn't know what his mother was thinking, he babbled and stretched out his fingers to scratch twice, and soon lay in her arms and fell asleep slowly.

"The child's sleep may not be very good recently, but it's not a big problem. Just pay attention to eating less and more frequently when you go back."

The doctor took the case and explained some basic things that need to be paid attention to. Song Ran listened carefully.

Then he came out with the baby in his arms, and the driver of the family pushed the stroller behind him, and asked carefully: "Miss, do you want to put the young master in the car?"

Song Ran walked slowly. She lowered her eyes to see the pink face of the little guy who was pressed under the brim of the hat. She didn't know what dream she was having at this moment, but she even smiled with the corners of her mouth raised.

She couldn't help laughing too, turned her head and said softly, "No, I'll just hug her."

The driver who had worked in the Song family for half his life had never seen Song Ran look so gentle. He couldn't help but stare in surprise, and then saw the person walking away before saying "um" twice, and raised his foot to chase after him.

Going along the main road of the hospital towards the parking lot, but at the entrance was blocked by a silver-gray car.

Song Ran stared slightly, and after seeing the license plate clearly, her face collapsed instantly.

At this time, the man seemed to have seen her too. He pushed the car door and got out, leaning against the door, and looked at her with a half-smile, "Miss Song, do you mind chatting?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes seemed to sweep across her arms inadvertently and involuntarily.

The little guy's face was covered by the brim of his hat, so he couldn't see clearly, so the glance he glanced over was extremely restrained, without any emotion that could be investigated.

Seeing this, the woman smiled and curled her lips. After putting the little guy into the stroller next to her, she told the driver: "You wait for me in the car first."

(End of this chapter)