After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

When song ran left the study, he took an excuse to say goodbye to the second master of the single family. When Shan Rao ran out after dealing with the little daughter of the yuan family, the figure he expected had disappeared from the living room.

Two old people sat at both ends of the sofa chair, one reading a newspaper and the other reading a magazine. They were all absorbed and indifferent to the movements around them.

The man coughed twice in an attempt to attract attention, but it was useless.

"Cough..." he coughed again. This time, he coughed harder. His cheeks were slightly red. He pretended to look away. Only Yu Guang aimed at the sofa.

Naturally, the two old people still stood still.

"Brother Shan Rao, is your voice uncomfortable?" The woman around her raised her neck and asked with concern.

He finally couldn't stand it. His face was cold. When he was about to speak again, he saw Shi ran come in from the door and greet the old man on the sofa with a warm smile. "Miss Song said she had some private affairs to deal with. The dinner must arrive on time."

As soon as Shi ran opened his mouth, there was an immediate movement in the direction of the sofa. Shan mother took off her reading glasses and smiled. "This girl has a heart. I heard that the Song family had a little trouble some time ago. It was rare that she supported it alone."

When Shan Fu heard this, he smiled and turned the page of the newspaper. "It's not surprising that old man song's daughter is like him."

Shan Rao listened and lifted her steps outside. Shan's mother imitated if she noticed the movement. She spread the newspaper on her lap and waved to Yuan's daughter with a smile, "Xiao Yuan, please help your aunt to see which of these two massage chairs is better. I've picked them for a few days and my eyes are all dazzled."

At the moment, Miss yuan's face was eager to stick to the man's chest in front of her. She was surprised to hear the old man's greeting. Then she responded. As soon as Tiantian answered, she raised her feet and stepped out.

The expression on Shan Rao's face unconsciously relaxed for a few minutes. When he took the opportunity to go upstairs, he looked at Shi ran standing not far away. The woman smiled at him with a funny face, which made his scalp numb.

Taking advantage of the just and harmonious atmosphere beside the sofa, he quietly went upstairs to call Yan Hao and asked him to pick up his car and wait outside the courtyard. He took down his suit and coat and looked straight out of the gate.

Yuan's daughter saw it, but it was difficult to catch up directly because the old man was present.

Shan Rao walked all the way through the front yard and opened the gate. When he was about to go out, he turned around and saw the woman holding a bag of snacks and leaning slowly against the door looking at him.

Shi ran put the snacks into his mouth and asked him with a smile, "our single young master's spring is coming?"

"What day is spring?"

Shan Rao's horizontal eyebrow was twisted. He had to raise his eyes and look at the door. His attitude was very arrogant.

Shi ran smiled and shook his head. He also raised his chin in that direction. "I'm not talking about the one inside. You're so obvious. You still think we're fools?"

"Is it obvious?"

His eyebrows wrinkled deeper. After asking, Yan Hao, who stopped the car next to him to open the door, heard it. His head was as diligent as a chicken pecking rice. "Obviously, young master, you almost engraved a few words on your face that I like Miss Song."

The man was speechless, raised the document in his hand and knocked on each other's forehead.

The woman who chewed two more bites of snacks snickered twice and then reminded her, "uncle and aunt are not stupid, otherwise you think you can get away so easily today? The two old people hope you can get married as soon as possible, but they also hope that you will personally choose the hostess of this single family in the future, so... "

After a pause, she raised her chin and gently clicked her eyebrows. "Seize the opportunity, smelly boy."

"All right." Before she finished, the man felt a little hot on his face. He grabbed the snacks in the woman's arms and hurriedly took the door at hand to block out what the other party wanted to say or had finished.

While Shi ran listened to the "bang" sound of closing the door in his ear. After a short stagnation, he smiled.

When driving all the way to the company, Yan Hao listened to the "click" sound of plastic snack bags coming from the back seat of the car. Through the rearview mirror, he saw the man staring and thinking while eating snacks, and turned the packaging bag in his hand back and forth.

"What is this, so sweet?" He took two bites and threw them aside without interest.

"Er..." Yan Hao hesitated and then smiled secretly. "It seems to be for girls to replenish their blood."

The voice fell. Before the attack, he turned the conversation very tactfully, raised his eyebrows and gossip and said, "young master, look at the meaning of the master and wife. It seems that they are more satisfied with Miss Song than the little daughter of the yuan family."

Sure enough, referring to song ran, no matter what kind of emotion in a man's heart will disappear in an instant, leaving only vigilance and anxiety.

He pretended not to care, picked the tip of his eyebrows and asked lightly, "really?"

Immediately, the muscles on his face were still tight, but the smile at the bottom of his eyes could not be covered. He turned his head to the window, held his chin in one hand, and stared at the traffic on the street.

Yan Hao felt that the topic was in the right direction, so he laughed, "of course, Miss Song is more beautiful and temperament than yuan's daughter, and her ability is nothing more. I think she is a good match for you."

After a pause, he still felt that it was not enough, and added, "anyway, unmarried men and women are not married. It's as rare as Miss Song. Young master, you'll have to spend dessert."

In this sentence, it seemed that the man's original blood boiling heart was suddenly thrown into the ice cellar.

The faint floating smile in his eyes was also restrained in an instant. His body was still frozen. Only after a long silence, he slowly put down the hand holding his chin and breathed out a breath silently.

"It's strange to say that there should be many suitors around like Miss Song..."

Yan Hao still didn't know it and was immersed in his own world.

I didn't realize that the man behind me was gradually locking his eyebrows. Finally, I couldn't hear it anymore. I threw a piece of promise next to him in the gap of waiting for the red light at the intersection and signaled the other party to shut up.

"It's so noisy."

He leaned back against the back of the car, closed his eyes and pretended to rest.

The complicated things in my mind are what the woman said to him after seeing the two children in the Song family's old house that night.

"I'm married and have two children."

She is married.

Get married.

Shan Rao thought to himself that he appeared later. I don't know which smelly boy saved such good luck in his last life and could marry her.

He didn't want to check, but finally only checked that the two children were indeed born by song ran looking for a surrogate. He went to the surrogate girl. The girl only said, "sister ran is very nice, and her husband is very kind to her. I took the money and promised to keep it secret for them."

After that, all his little interest in the man went out.

Just a "good for her", he blew the wind all night by the river crossing bridge that day, and didn't blow the "good for her" out of his mind.

After that, he didn't want to prove anything more. He was afraid that more and more information entrenched in his mind would make him forget what he really should do.

He didn't know yet. As soon as he came out of the girl's school that day, the other party dialed the phone in a panic, "please tell sister ran that I said everything I should say, and the man has gone."