Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Before she could say anything, the phone over there had hung up, leaving only the beep of the phone.

Song Ran's eyes fell on the luxury bag again and laughed at herself.

At the door of Mo's enterprise, song ran stood at the door and didn't take her own steps for a long time. She looked at this familiar place in the past and felt a little sour in her heart. It was originally my father's enterprise, but now it has been sent into the hands of others.

A man in black came up.

"Is that Miss Song ran? Mr. Mo is in there."

Song ran nodded. Her long eyelashes covered her emotions and followed the man in front of her into the building.

The scene of the press conference was very lively. Mo Qianxing and Lin Yurou, who were sitting in a high position, were also made in heaven, which was enviable. She sat in a dark corner, looked at their intimacy and slightly lowered her head.

Lin Yurou has been paying attention to the door. She has seen it since Song ran came in. She hooks her mouth. She gets up and walks towards the woman. The eyes of the people move to the woman sitting in the corner with her actions for a moment.

"Song ran, you're here."

Song ran was suddenly called by someone. She was a little confused. When she saw Lin Yurou in front of her, she came back. With an impeccable smile, she faced Lin Yurou's unkind intentions.

"This is your bag. I'll go first if there's nothing wrong."

Here, song ran only feels that her heart is tired for a while. Her mother's illness has not recovered. She doesn't want to fight with Lin Yurou at all. She just wants to return her bag and go back to have a rest.

But obviously, her forbearance fell into Lin Yurou's eyes, but it was another weakness. She smiled and took her wrist, as if they were good sisters.

"Song ran knew about my marriage with Qian Xing and came to bless both of us?"

Her voice fell, and the whole press conference was silent for a moment. No one here didn't know about song ran and Mo Qian's punishment, but no one dared to ask. Now someone asked, naturally they want to eat melons,

Even the high-ranking man was looking at Song ran, his eyes burning, as if he wanted to see how she responded.

Song ran felt that the long nails of the women around her were about to be embedded in her palm. She frowned and looked at the people around her. Oh, what kind of answer do they want?

She inadvertently shook off Lin Yurou and took her hand. Lin Yurou's manicure broke, and her face changed instantly, but she covered it up for a moment.

"If you two are going to get married, I wish you well. Is that ok? If there is nothing else, I'll go now."

She has an air of indifference to the extreme.

Mo Qianxing looked at the woman's indifferent appearance, and the anger in her heart began to rise. How could she say the words of blessing in such a careless manner?

On the contrary, Lin Yurou looked at the anger on the man's face and was secretly proud. The woman had reached this point. She didn't believe it. They could revive together.

"In that case, we will send you an invitation at that time. You must come. After all, you used to have such a good relationship with Qian Xing."

She deliberately bit the word "once" very hard, as if she wanted to emphasize something.

Song Ran's original step was to pause. Looking at the smile on the woman's face, why did she feel so dazzling?

"I'll come naturally that day. After all, what kind of people deserve what kind of goods, don't you think?"

She said this, paused, and suddenly smiled.

"Lin Yurou, are you so happy with what I have left?"

The people looked at each other, and the woman really dared to say anything.

Lin Yurou's face was green and white. Before she could react, Mo Qianxing came quickly. The expression on her face was very ugly. She took song Ran's hand and strode towards the door.

Song ran only felt a sharp pain in her wrist. Before she could say anything, the whole person had been stuffed into the car by the man. Before the driver could react, the man had yelled.

"Get out."

With the sound of the driver closing the door, the man's voice is also cold to the extreme, but if you listen carefully, you can hear that there is his deliberately hidden tension.

"Are you jealous, song ran?"

"No, Mr. Mo thinks too much?"

She looked out of the window, her tone was indifferent, but her hands were already soaked with sweat.

Mo Qianxing only felt like a fool. At this time, he still had expectations for this woman.

"Song ran, you really have the ability to make me angry again and again."

The moment the cold voice fell, the man's tall body also fell down, and the whole person was attached to her.

Song ran panicked for a moment. People came and went here. They were easy to be seen in the car. She held Mo Qianxing's hand and trembled in her tone.

"Mo Qianxing, don't be here."

"Song ran, you can't help it."

When the voice fell, he also bent down his body and blocked her lips, but he still sideways his body to ensure that she would not be seen by people outside.

When song ran was still struggling, the man's low voice sounded in her ear.

"Song ran, you owe me this."

She didn't react. She owed him anything. What happened between them? Five years ago, she believed that her father didn't lie to her. There must be some misunderstanding.

But before she could figure it out, the whole person had already fainted.

When song ran regained consciousness again, it was already dark. She wanted to call the servant, but she found her voice hoarse and couldn't make a sound. She frowned. She got up and wanted to go downstairs for a drink.

Just as she walked to the stairs, she saw Lin Yurou and Mo Qianxing sitting together on the sofa on the first floor. The whole woman seemed to hang on the man.

"Qian Xing, are you free tomorrow? There is a new bag in the mall. I want to have a look. Will you come with me?"

The smile on Lin Yurou's face was dazzling in Song Ran's eyes. She wanted to go down and drink water, but now she had no idea. She turned around and planned to go back to the room. As a result, her hand accidentally touched the vase in the showcase. The vase broke in response to the sound, interrupting Mo Qianxing's words.

"Let Twilight cloud take you tomorrow. I have something else to do. You..."

Mo Qian Xing subconsciously looked nervously in the direction of song ran. Only for a second, Lin Yurou's sharp voice had sounded.

"Song ran, why are you here?"

"Don't you know why I'm here?"