After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Shan Rao is not in the mood to entangle with this woman.

At the moment, there was an urgent desire in his heart. He wanted to find song ran and ask him what happened.

When he broke free from the dreary mood of the male junior, he immediately felt his blood jumping with joy. It was also the mood recovered at this moment that made him suddenly understand how much he cared about this woman.

At the moment, song Ran is sitting in an obscure corner of the banquet hall with a small cup of jasmine tea, unaware of what is happening.

But on the sofa next to the partition, there were several harsh exclamations and discussions, which made her frown slightly.

With a mousse cake in her hand, Miss yuan is surrounded by several girls who are usually sociable around and tells her love story with the second young master of the single family.

Someone looked surprised and asked her, "just saw you get off the car with the young master of the single family hand in hand. Are you dating? When did you start?"

Another girl next to her also poked her shoulder with a gossip face, "I heard that the young master of the single family has a problem. Have you really been together and met your parents?"

Then, someone held his chest and sighed, "did you break people straight again, envy..."

For the surrounding or curious and flattering voices, Miss yuan always kept a lady and shy smile and nodded one by one, "he is relatively low-key, and I don't want outsiders to know too early. After all, the threshold of a single family is high, I just like him more and don't want to bear too much external pressure."

With that, she blinked twice and smiled innocently, "so you know, don't go out again..."

A group of little girls are only 18 or 19 years old. In short, they are rich and don't have to worry about their family business. They are full of girls all day.

Song ran didn't want to listen, but she also listened. After listening, she felt funny and had no other emotions.

The cup of scented tea in front of her was empty. When the waiter saw it, he bent down and asked her politely and carefully, "Miss, do you need to fill it up for you?"

The woman nodded, "thank you."

It was just such a light but not heavy "thank you", which made her face shy next to her. The woman thinking about how to finish was full of excitement. Then her big eyes opened for a few minutes, and suddenly stood up when they were caught off guard.

After standing straight, I looked back and looked at the partition sofa next to me. Sure enough, I saw the woman drinking tea quietly under the yellowish light.

At the moment, the light and distant smile on her face fell into the eyes of Miss yuan with red cheeks, as if it were mixed with some special meaning.

While sipping tea, song ran, who was aware of the movement nearby, looked up faintly and looked at the visitor with a light and heavy look.

Miss yuan's hand holding the cake was stiff.

Seeing that song ran took only a sip of tea and put down her cup and left, she was a little alarmed. She always thought she was going to find Shan Rao to speak ill of herself, so she ignored it and raised her feet to catch up.

"Stop."

She stopped at a bar near the bathroom. She stared at her round eyes in an attempt to make herself look more imposing.

Song Ran's footsteps were slightly paused, and then he turned slightly over and swept his eyes around each other. He didn't have much patience to ask her, "what's up?"

Miss yuan looked stiff for a few minutes. Finally, she stuck her neck and asked, "just now, are you eavesdropping?"

The word "eavesdropping" made song ran a little dumbfounded. She turned her body completely, and her cold and unique eyes fell on each other's face. "I really don't want to hear it, so the next time you tell such a lie, you might as well find a quiet place."

After saying that, she was completely impatient and turned to the direction of the bathroom.

It happened that at this time, Shi ran was coming out of the bathroom. For fear of exposing anything, Miss yuan accelerated her pace faster than her heart, pushed out the cake that had only eaten a small bite in her hand, and pasted it all on the woman's hidden blue shawl coat.

Song ran only felt that there was a force on her back, and then her eyes sank. She saw the empty cake tray in the hands of Yuan's daughter. Her eyes were cold and silent, and she was determined to stare at the visitor.

Shi ran took the lead in noticing what was going on here. He strode forward and was stunned to see the big cake mark on Song Ran's back.

"Go and clean it up first. I have a spare set of clothes in my car. I'll have someone pick it up."

As Shi ran spoke, he had already helped song Ran's arm and wanted to drag people to the bathroom.

After all, this is a banquet for the single family. Although the status of the yuan family is far less than that of the Song family, the yuan family is in Shanghai, and the friendship between the yuan family and Mr. Shan is not bad. If this matter is not handled well, the single family will be embarrassed in the end.

Song ran also knew this, so he forbeared for the time being and didn't attack.

But her face was completely cold. She gently brushed away Shi ran, dragged her hand and untied the shawl.

Song ran, who took off her shawl, showed her beautiful skin on her back. Her temperament backless skirt added a little more charm than before.

People close to the surrounding area have gathered slowly. Shi ran stares at her eyes for fear that song ran will attack, but fortunately, she just threw her shawl on the empty seat on the bar next to her.

Before lifting her feet and leaving, she gave a cold warning: "I like to stay on the front line. This is the first time you have offended me. I don't blame you."

The voice fell, and the man had gone far away.

The daughter of the yuan family held her breath and gathered her eyes. She was already calculating how she would deal with it if the other party really investigated it, but she didn't expect that the last person would walk away.

On the contrary, she was a little upset. She glanced at the people around who wanted to see the excitement, and walked away angrily.

In the bathroom, she took her cell phone out of her bag and dialed out, "where are you? I'll wait for you in the bathroom at the back door."

Three or five minutes later, a thin little figure came in from the cat outside the bathroom, went straight to the innermost compartment, knocked on the compartment door three times, and someone asked impatiently, "Why are you here now?"

As she spoke, Miss yuan opened the door and welcomed people in.

The little woman pushed the black framed glasses and said with a smile, "didn't you let me follow the single young master? I've been following. "

Then he lifted the bag hanging in front of him.

Miss yuan lowered her eyes and stretched out her hand. "Did you get anything?"

"Everything that should be photographed has been photographed." The woman shook her bag again, and then her face showed embarrassment, "but the picture of you two getting off together hand in hand before is so interesting, but it's far from enough. It's not convincing to write it out."

She pushed the spectacle frame again and worried about her next performance, "why don't you think of another way to see if you can make some more explosive points?"

"Burst point?" Thinking of what happened not long ago, Miss yuan felt cold all over her body, and her eyes were unconsciously cold. "There was a woman surnamed song standing in the middle. I was despised even when I was close to him. What explosion point did I get?"

Then he bit his teeth hard, "as soon as I entered the door, I thought that woman was not simple..."

The little woman didn't understand what she said to herself. She just waved her hand and pushed the door out. "I'll go and see if I can catch anything. Call me if you think of a good way."

She thought that even if she couldn't get the secret love of the single young master, it would be good to get some leftover materials from others.

But I didn't want to. As soon as the partition door was pushed open, I saw a woman standing with a smile on her face holding her chest outside the door.

"You, who are you?" Miss yuan opened her eyes again and looked at the visitor with vigilance.

After a long silence, her bright red lips stirred up, and a meaningful light gathered at the bottom of her eyes, "you just said the woman surnamed song, but the eldest lady of the Song family in Kyoto?"