After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

The next morning, before the regular meeting, the assistant knocked on the door and reported, "Mr. Shang, Miss Song said she wanted to see you."

The man signed the document at hand and gave a slight stroke. The surprise in his heart was well restrained by him.

Close the paper and put it aside. At the same time, he asked someone to come in and said, "make a pot of jasmine for Miss Song."

When he got up and raised his feet to the nearby reception sofa, the woman had also raised her feet to come in, and the high-heeled shoes beat the floor rhythmically, making a dull sound.

Song ran, as usual, wore a cold style suit and kept an indifferent but not mean smile on her face.

Shang Rui took the lead in sitting down and reached out to the sofa opposite. "Miss Song, please sit down."

It has to be said that after leaving Shang Rui of song ran, even the Qi field has become more calm and powerful than before.

The woman who is aware of this slightly gathers her eyes, hooks her lips and laughs. She has to admit that the combination of some people is the harm and consumption to each other. Looking back many years later, she can't find any fragments to miss.

The assistant came in with the made jasmine tea. Shang Rui leaned over and poured her a cup. After the teapot was put down, he asked, "what's the matter with me?"

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

With a bang, the book hit the tea table and made a heavy sound.

The man sank his eyes and saw the cover of the book. His eyes suddenly lit up, but his face was still silent. He didn't even reach out to take a look.

"This is what you want." Song Ran's tone was cool and slightly raised his chin.

After a short thought, Shang Rui shook his head and laughed. He also leaned his body against the back of the sofa, crossed his hands in front of him, and turned his eyes from the tea table to the woman. "Miss Song would not be so kind to come here. I have to listen to what you want before I can decide whether to trade with you. "

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

Song ran was not surprised by Shang Rui's reaction. She didn't answer. She just turned out the paternity test report she had brought back from Hushang the night before and threw it in front of him.

When the man reached for the document, turned it from head to tail, and the expression on her face changed from little doubt to visible shock and anger, she put the bag aside.

"Mr. Shang is so curious. Did our song family leave your blood? Now you know, are you glad or disappointed with this result? "

The man heard the speech, as if he had been greatly insulted. "Pa" closed the document and threw it aside again. "Believe it or not, I don't know about it."

Song ran naturally believed it. Although he could not say how much emotion he had after so many years of living together, he still had at least some understanding and judgment.

So I just said that just to provoke him and challenge his fragile and sensitive self-esteem.

Seeing that the other party really had mood swings, she quietly picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, raised her eyebrows and asked him, "it's not you. Who's that?"

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

His eyes soon gathered a flash of fire, but he still restrained and didn't respond to her questions.

Seeing this, song ran smiled again and gently put down the teacup, "or let me guess, is it Mrs. Smith, your partner who stared at the Song family some time ago?"

Shang Rui smelled the speech and slightly raised his eyes. At this time, he also wanted to understand. He broke through and said, "you knew it was her."

After a pause, he looked at the other party as usual and didn't mean to deny it. He also restrained his voice and slightly slowed down his tone, "say it, what do you want?"

Song Ran's face immediately became serious and cold, and a cold light flashed at the bottom of his eyes, "the purpose of your cooperation with Mrs. Smith is to lead the British line so that you can stand firm as soon as you pass. But don't forget, in the UK, what you should grasp most is Mr. Smith himself. He has only been married to his current wife for a year. How deep do you think his feelings 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 the moment, she waited quietly for her to continue.

The woman took the tea, took another sip, and her eyes fell on the book. "Instead of giving the book to Mr. Smith through Mrs. Smith and earning two favors, you might as well communicate directly with Mr. Smith and 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. "

When she finished, she knocked down her glass and pushed the book in front of the man, "she can see the problem by hiding the paternity test from you. If the test result is as she expected, do you think she will give up such a good opportunity to protect you?"

Before she could go on, the man with judgment in his heart raised his hand slightly, "OK, I know."

Song ran heard the speech, restrained his voice and breath, leaned back again, and continued to look at the man's dark and deep eyes.

After a while, I finally saw him reach out and pick up the book. After opening the cover page, I saw the signature on the yellowing page, which had shown a sense of age.

Then he closed the cover page and looked up at the woman in front of him, "say it, what else do you want?"

"Leave Kyoto as soon as possible."

The woman responded quickly, hardly hesitating for a moment. She paused. She raised her eyebrows again, "and..."

"What else?"

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

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Five minutes later, the woman picked up her bag and lifted her feet to the door of the office.

Her footsteps were still dull and rhythmic. They knocked on the floor one after another. When she went all the way, her smile was light and relaxed.

The man sat on the sofa, looked up and looked at her thin and tall back. His eyes soon gathered an inexplicable emotion.

Finally, he got up and strode to catch up.

When approaching the gate, he reached out before her, turned the door handle and opened the door.

Song ran was a little surprised, but he calmed down for a moment. After raising his feet and stepping out, he nodded slightly and said, "thank you, President Shang."

They all know that after they leave here, their life paths will be completely staggered, and there will be neither grace nor resentment between them.

Two rational and indifferent people are calm and calm in their hearts.

But song ran didn't expect that the man would say this to her.

He said, "Song ran, Shang Rui doesn't deserve you. Anyway, I hope you can live better in the future."

The woman who has always had a weak temperament is more or less uncomfortable in the face of this unexpected conversation.

The corners of her mouth pulled rigidly. Suddenly she remembered the day when they received their marriage certificate many years ago. He also said to her that he hoped that she could live better with him in the future.

Man, ah.

She converged her eyes, smiled and turned around, "don't worry, you must."