Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 616 Live Better

Early the next morning, before the regular meeting started, the assistant knocked on the door to report, "Mr. Shang, Ms. Song said she has something to ask for you."

After the man signed the document in hand, he paused slightly, and the surprise in his heart was well suppressed by him.

He closed the document and put it aside, and at the same time ordered someone to come in, and also ordered: "Make a pot of jasmine for Miss Song."

When he got up and moved to the sofa next to him, the woman had already stepped in, her high heels tapping the floor rhythmically, making a dull sound.

As usual, Song Ran was wearing a cold suit, with an indifferent but not mean smile on her face.

Shang Rui sat down first, then stretched out his hand to signal to the opposite sofa, "Miss Song, please sit down."

It has to be said that after leaving Song Ran, Shang Rui's aura has become calmer and stronger than before.

The woman who realized this narrowed her eyes slightly, her lips curled into a faint smile, she had to admit that the combination of some people is the harm and consumption of each other, looking back after many years, there is no fragment of nostalgia.

The assistant came in with the brewed jasmine tea. Shang Rui leaned over and poured her a cup himself. After the teapot was put down, he asked in a nonchalant manner, "What can I do for you?"

The woman glanced down at the porcelain green teacup on the coffee table in front of her, leaned back slightly, took out a thick ancient book from her bag, and threw it out casually.

With a "bang", the book hit the coffee table with a heavy sound.

The man lowered his eyes, and after seeing the cover of the book clearly, his eyes suddenly lit up, but his face remained calm, and he didn't even reach out to take a look at it.

"This is what you want." Song Ran's tone was cold, and she raised her chin slightly.

After a short thought, Shang Rui shook his head and laughed, and then leaned his body against the back of the sofa, crossed his hands in front of him, and turned his gaze from the coffee table to the woman, "Miss Song made a special trip, she would not be so kind. I You have to listen to what you want before deciding whether to trade with you."

After he finished speaking, he looked calm and calm, waiting for the other party's response.

And Song Ran was not surprised by Shang Rui's reaction at all. She didn't respond, but took out the paternity test report she brought back from Shanghai the night before from her bag, and threw it in front of him.

She didn't put the bag in her hand aside until the man reached out to pick up the document and turned it from beginning to end. The expression on his face changed from a little doubt to shock and anger visible to the naked eye.

"Mr. Shang is just so curious. Did our Song family leave behind your blood? Now that you know, are you grateful for this result, or disappointed?"

Hearing the words, the man seemed to have been greatly insulted, closed the document with a "snap", and threw it aside heavily, "Believe it or not, I didn't know about this matter."

Song Ran naturally believed it. After getting along for so many years, although she couldn't say how much affection she had, she still had a basic understanding and judgment.

So what he said just now was just to provoke him and challenge his fragile and sensitive self-esteem.

Seeing that the other party really had mood swings, she kept her composure, picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, raised her eyebrows and asked him, "It's not you, who is that?"

This answer, before Song Ran asked, had already floated in the man's mind.

A flash of fire quickly gathered in his eyes, but he still held back and didn't respond to her question.

Seeing this, Song Ran smiled again, and put down the teacup lightly, "Or let me guess, it's Mrs. Smith, your partner who has been eyeing the Song family a while ago?"

When Shang Rui heard the words, he raised his eyes slightly, and at this moment he also wanted to understand, and said: "You already knew it was her."

After a pause, seeing that the other party's expression was normal, and he didn't mean to deny it, he also restrained his voice and slowed down his tone slightly, "Speak, what do you want?"

Song Ran's face immediately became serious and cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, "The purpose of your cooperation with Mrs. Smith is nothing more than to lead the British line, so that you can gain a firm foothold once you pass by. But you Don’t forget, the person you should hold on to most in England is Mr. Smith himself, he and his current wife have only been married for a year, how deep do you think the relationship will be?”

For market analysis and business judgment, Song Ran's sensitivity is unmatched. Although Shang Rui is unwilling to admit it, he has to admit that he admires her.

So at this moment, he remained calm and waited for her to continue talking.

The woman picked up the tea, took another sip, and her eyes fell on the book, "Instead of passing the book to Mr. Smith through Mrs. Smith and earning two favors, you might as well communicate directly with Mr. Smith. Talk about your conditions openly. Because in the eyes of that woman, you are always a tool, but in the eyes of Mr. Smith, you are a potential business partner."

After she finished speaking, she knocked down the water glass, and pushed the book in front of the man, "She has done the paternity test without telling you, and she can already see the problem. If the result of the test is as she expected, Do you think she would give up such a good opportunity to protect you?"

Before she could continue, the man who had made a judgment in his heart slightly raised his hand, "Okay, I understand."

Hearing this, Song Ran restrained her voice, leaned back again, and continued to stare at the man's dark and deep eyes.

After a long while, he finally saw him reach out and pick up the book. After opening the cover, he saw the signature on the yellowed page, which already showed a sense of age.

Immediately, he closed the cover again, raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him, "Finally, other than that, what else do you want?"

"Leave Kyoto as soon as possible."

The woman responded quickly, almost without a moment's hesitation. After a pause, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "And..."

"What else?"

"Mr. Smith, I need you to do something for me."

"..."

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Five minutes later, the woman picked up the bag at hand and walked out of the office door.

Her footsteps were still dull and rhythmic, knocking on the floor one after another. As she walked forward, there was a light smile in her eyes.

The man sat on the sofa, looked up, and stared at her thin and tall back, an inexplicable emotion quickly gathered in his eyes.

In the end, he got up too, striding forward to catch up.

When approaching the door, he was ahead of her, reached out and turned the doorknob, pulling the door open.

Song Ran was a little surprised, but calmed down after a while. After stepping out, she looked sideways and nodded, and said shallowly, "Thank you, Mr. Shang."

They both knew that after leaving here, the two people's life trajectories would be completely staggered, and there would be no kindness or resentment between them.

Two rational and indifferent people, both of them are calm and calm in their hearts.

But Song Ran didn't expect that a man would say this to her.

He said: "Song Ran, Shang Rui is not good enough for you. No matter what, I hope you will have a better life in the future."

The woman who has always been indifferent, was somewhat uncomfortable facing this unexpected conversation.

The corners of her mouth twitched stiffly, and she suddenly remembered that many years ago, the day they received their marriage certificate, he also told her that she hoped that she would have a better life with him in the future.

Man, heh.

She narrowed her eyes, turned around with a slight smile, "Don't worry, I will."

(End of this chapter)