After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Sure enough, collocation was replaced by a white shirt and trousers, when the man appeared again. His hair was strict in demands, and he could smell the faint perfume of men's perfume on his body.

When he walked down the stairs with a righteous face, Shan's mother seemed to have an incredible expression. She looked at her son up and down with the tip of her eyebrows, then turned her head and asked Shi ran, "what's the matter with him?"

Yan Hao, standing not far away, felt that he had finally seized the opportunity to clarify his innocence, so he hurried forward to explain: "our young master and Miss Song... Have a good relationship."

He didn't dare to make it too clear for fear of being settled by his young master in the autumn.

But the old man couldn't understand the meaning of this. His interest in Miss Song suddenly increased 180 times, and he hurriedly followed to go out to meet her.

Just turned around and saw that someone had followed behind his old man and raised his feet to come in.

Song Ran is impeccable in both appearance and temperament. Although she doesn't want to cater to anyone's preferences, the old man can't help liking her at the first sight.

After Shan's mother saw someone enter the door, the old man of the quilt sheet invited him to go to the direction of the living room sofa. He just wanted to raise his feet and say hello to the past, but he saw that the other party had taken the lead in looking over, and then took the initiative to come closer. With a slight nod, she smiled and said, "aunt Shan, my mother asked me to greet you."

"OK, OK." Shan's mother smiled and narrowed her eyes into two cracks. She nodded and asked, "are your parents well?"

"Very good." Song ran smiled gently and said frankly, "my mother still remembers the tremella porridge you cooked in those years. She always said uncle Shan had a good mouth."

Naturally, there was no lack of politeness in the words, but the two old people were each happy.

After greeting, she saw Shan Rao standing not far away. She was still unambiguous and politely shouted, "Mr. Shan."

Then he looked him up and down again, and his face hesitated. "Is Mr. Shan going to the company?"

The man was a little stunned. Then he coughed awkwardly and caught Shi ran and Yan Hao who were laughing. He felt even more embarrassed and stared angrily.

Shi ran ignored Shan Rao with a smile and walked over to greet song ran. A group of talents went to the direction of the sofa in the living room.

After sitting for only a short time, the aunt who cleaned the garden in the corridor hurried over again. Behind her, she led a woman walking with wind, "Sir, madam, Miss yuan is coming."

When Miss yuan came in, she first called her uncle and aunt, and then she saw that there were guests at home. Her bright expression converged for a moment, and she looked at the woman sitting on the sofa with her eyes down.

Seeing that it was the person who didn't matter to her, song ran didn't get up. When Shan Fu and Shan Mu got up and went out to meet them, he motioned a look at the serious man on the opposite sofa, "I have something to tell you."

Shan Rao looked a little surprised, but reluctantly maintained a calm face, stood up with the sofa and motioned to the direction of the study behind him: "talk inside."

Miss yuan took Shan's arm and approached. Her eyes were fixed on the man. She was trying to say hello at one breath, but she saw that the other party didn't look at her. She just left with the strange woman's front and rear feet.

The gentle smile on her face could not be restrained for a moment. The single mother next to her also saw it, so she raised her eyebrows and asked Shi ran, "what have they done?"

Shi ran smiled and brought a cup of freshly brewed flower tea from the domestic servant to entertain the guests. He calmly guessed, "there should be something to talk about at work. Miss yuan drinks tea first."

Miss yuan took the tea cup and pretended to talk with the two old people as if nothing had happened, but her eyes always glanced in the direction of the study intentionally or unintentionally.

In the study at this time, the man stood in front of the French window, opened the heavy curtains and asked carelessly, "what do you want to say?"

He pretended to be busy. After pulling the curtains on one side, he raised his feet and walked over to pull the curtains on the other side.

In short, I just won't easily look back to see her.

After all, the space is small, and some of his emotions have nowhere to hide.

She couldn't help thinking of her conversation with Shi ran yesterday. Would she really be jealous when she saw that she was close to other women?

"When you were trading in England, did you ever make friends with a Mr. Smith? It is said that his current industry in the UK is doing well and is expected to develop abroad recently. The first selected market should be either Kyoto or Shanghai. "

The woman leaned against the door of the study, put her hands around her chest, looked at the busy figure of the man, and broke all his fantasies as soon as she opened her mouth.

When it comes to Smith, Shan Rao holds the hand of the curtain, then turns around with a deep face, "how do you know him?"

This deep, matching the man in Song Ran's cognition, is somewhat out of place.

From this, she can see that they not only know each other, but also have some roots.

So she didn't sell off, and said frankly, "Mr. Smith should be the backer behind Shang Rui. He took over several major businesses that song was forced to stop, so I want to know what kind of person he is. "

After a pause, she seemed to suddenly think of something and added, "by the way, his wife is the eldest lady of the Yan Family in Nancheng. I checked that this woman is not simple."

As she spoke, she saw the man's eyes getting deeper and deeper, and she didn't know how much she listened to her words.

Shan Rao leaned against the glass of the French window, hung his eyes and remained silent for a long time, then turned and walked to the huge bookshelf next to him, and turned out a stack of dusty materials from a pile of messy documents at the bottom.

After turning over the two pages without any problem, he came to her and handed out the information. "I had some dealings with him. After returning home, most of my industries in the UK were also acquired by him, but he would pay attention to Kyoto or Shanghai. I don't think it's realistic, but it could be the meaning of the lady around him."

"Madam?" Song ran stared and picked up the information. What he saw were some financial news and data notes. The colorful newspapers were mixed with men's smooth notes, "you investigated him, why?"

These materials almost turned the man's life upside down.

But for this question, Shan Rao seemed to have no intention to answer. He just put one hand in his pocket, the other hand against the door frame behind the woman, smiled and shrugged, "do you owe me another favor?"

Song ran raised her eyes and was facing the man's dark eyes.

She looked back uneasily and put the information back in her bag. "It's hard to say for the time being."

"Hard to say?" Shan Rao smiled, deliberately put on a depressed look and sighed, "well, I'll provide you with another top secret news."

He deliberately paused for a moment, trying to find some expectant expressions on the woman's face in front of him.

But seeing her calm and cold attitude, she faintly spit out a word: "say."

He had to chuckle, "Mr. Smith and his wife will also come to today's dinner. If you want to know more, you might as well be prepared and go and have a look by yourself."

Shan Rao knew why the little surprise on the woman's face in front of him was, but he didn't want to explain. He only added with a light glance: "you guessed right. This Mrs. Smith is not simple."

After saying that, the two looked at each other at a distance of less than an arm, and the atmosphere became strange in an instant.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at the past, but she didn't show any difference. On the contrary, the man who looked down was forced to stand still for a few seconds, so she pretended to cough and avoided her sight.

"OK, I see. Thank you."

In order to protect his face, seeing through everything, song ran took the lead in breaking the embarrassment, turned and opened the door behind him.

But before he stepped out, he was startled by a plain hand raised high in front of him.

After the reaction, his expression was also cold. He looked at the strange woman, then turned around her and stepped out in the direction of the living room.

Miss yuan glanced back with disdain, and then piled up a smile to see Shan Rao. "Aunt said you were going to the hotel later. Do you mind if I come with you?"