After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Yan Hao waited in the car for about an hour and saw his young master go out happily and come back dejected.

The next two days, the man was much more silent than usual. He often sat alone on the sofa with his mobile phone. He pushed all the social gatherings he could push. He didn't know what he was thinking.

In the hotel room, the curtains were pulled tightly. Next to the sofa chair, there was a dim yellow pole lamp. The shadow of the lamp hit the man's side face and showed a clear outline.

Yan Hao pushed the door in, stood beside the sofa chair and looked carefully before opening his mouth: "I've booked a ticket to return to Shanghai early the day after tomorrow. My wife said that my family has been busy preparing for my master's birthday these days. Young master, you'd better go back early than spend time here, which can also make him happy."

"Is he still in the mood for his birthday?" Shan Rao's half narrowed eyes suddenly gathered a bit of spirit. Then he didn't say anything, so he waved his hand and motioned people to leave, "I know."

Listening to the footsteps, he slowly retreated to the door. He suddenly turned his head and looked at each other up and down in the dark eyes, "mouse, I remember your sister's child just a few months ago?"

Yan Hao's hand was already turning the door handle. He was a little surprised when he heard the speech. He nodded again after a slight "ah" sound: "yes, now he has just learned to turn over. He is fat and likable."

After taking care of himself, he was surprised, "young master, what are you doing with this?"

Shan Rao Mou Guang paused and thought of the two children again.

Lying in the crib, with those small eyes closed, the child sleeping quietly.

He raised his hand and motioned for someone to come closer. "I have a friend's child. It's almost the full moon. Please help me find out what gift the child with the full moon can give."

After the instruction, he suddenly remembered and added, "it's two children, twins."

Then don't worry, continue to add, "want the best, the best gift."

"Young master, I didn't know you had this friend."

Yan Hao frowned again. During this time, his young master always felt strange, but such a question was destined to be scolded by the other party.

Shan Rao didn't even bother to look at him more and urged people to leave. "Don't talk more nonsense. If things can't be done well, go back to the old man and be an errand attendant."

It took him some time to reluctantly accept the fact that song ran had two children. At the same time, some words of the other party have been lingering in his heart for a long time.

That night, she led him to the second floor of song's house, pushed open a pink wooden door, and a smell of milk came to her face. At that time, the man who sensed something suddenly stopped there, then hung his eyes, and saw a crib in the middle of the baby room.

The little guy fell asleep and hummed in his mouth, as if he was sleeping uneasily.

Later, the woman stood by the crib and told him calmly and indifferently, "Mr. Shan, I'm married and have children."

He didn't believe it, but when he looked closer, he felt that the two children were really like her.

He liked it as soon as he saw it. He couldn't help but hook his lips. He couldn't help laughing and praising, "it's so beautiful."

Song ran didn't seem to care much about this praise. She stood straight for a few minutes and looked straight at the man in front of her. "You and I are not qualified to be capricious. We need to worry about the face of the family to do many things. I don't know much about your young master Shan, but sometimes when my father mentioned it, I know that you are not a reckless person."

After a pause, she took another deep breath, and her eyes became deep. "My father said that you gave up the British business and came back to take over the family business because of changes in your family. Anyway, since you have given up so much to take this road, you should also know what you want."

Song ran always spoke with a thorn.

How many things are hidden under the man's unrestrained appearance, but she didn't directly expose it, but she stopped and controlled the scale of reminder just right.

Shan Rao seemed to see it clearly, suddenly slowed down, and felt a little absurd and ridiculous about his practice during this period of time.

"Prepare again and go out at night."

The man who slowed down slightly raised his hand and raised it backward. After the footsteps completely withdrew from the room again, he picked up the armrest of the sofa and paced to the balcony.

"Hua La" opened the curtains and a setting sun shone on the whole city with a layer of golden light.

His eyes were deep, his body turned a corner, then leaned against the glass window on the top floor and reached for the cigarette box on the bar next to him.

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Late at night, in a bar in Kyoto.

On one of the seats sat a man in a suit. When he came, he didn't go to the dance floor or chat up. He drank a few bottles of spirits in front of him in silence.

A well-dressed woman had noticed him for a long time and secretly looked at him with her little sisters. Finally, she couldn't stand the instigation. She summoned up her courage and walked over with her chest and called him "handsome man".

The handsome man had a thin smile on his mouth. He looked up and looked at the visitor. He smiled quite gentlemanly and asked her, "beauty, do you want to drink?"

He also held a small glass of whisky in his hand and leaned back. His always low face was finally willing to lift up, and he saw his face more clearly for convenience. A small heart couldn't help jumping around.

She stretched out her hand, pressed her chest and replied with a smile: "I don't drink very well. I don't usually come to such a place. This is the first time."

His face turned red before he finished speaking.

In the light of the bar, it is even more shy.

Seeing this, the man put down his glass, half narrowed his eyes, looked people up and down, and then suddenly smiled: "Miss, do you intend to be my girlfriend? The kind of serious communication. "

His voice was not high or low, but across the noisy crowd, it was enough for the "backup group" who stood not far away and quietly observed to hear clearly. After several people looked at each other, they showed great surprise. There were all kinds of emotions in their eyes.

The woman in front of her screamed, blinked her round eyes, and bowed her head, "in fact, when I saw you at the first sight, I felt destined for this life. Like so many bars in Kyoto, why did we walk into the same house at the same time... "

She spoke seriously and coyly. The man was stunned for a short time, but he laughed secretly.

"But do you know me?" He lightly picked his thin lips. "If I'm married, what about children?"

After saying that, he stopped looking at each other's expression, got up and asked the man standing next to him, "order two glasses of fruit wine for the young lady."

Then lift your feet out of the card seat and walk towards the bathroom.

At this moment, Shan Rao suddenly figured out a problem. The so-called love at first sight may be a very funny thing in the eyes of another person.

Just like the woman he just met, and just like that day, he met song ran.