Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Song ran hurried to the Lin family in a car. The car stopped steadily in the yard of the Lin family villa, but song ran still sat still.

Xiao Li, the driver, got out of the car and opened the door for song ran. He made a gesture of invitation. He was helpless. "Sorry, Miss Song, Mr. Mo told you to invite Miss Lin in person, so..."

"I know, I'm just making psychological preparations," he said and got out of the car.

Song ran goes to the front door of the Lin family, exhales deeply and rings the doorbell.

When Lin Yurou heard the doorbell, she quickly turned on the video monitor and snorted coldly, "it's really song ran, a little bitch. She came very fast." then she pretended not to know who it was, cleared her throat and turned on the walkie talkie, "who?"

"I'm song ran."

"Oh, what brings you here?"

"Mr. Mo asked me to pick you up and accompany you to try on your wedding dress. Please come out quickly."

"But what if I don't want to go out?"

"Miss Lin, you tried the wedding dress, not me."

"My mouth is still so powerful! I need to change my clothes and make-up. Just wait outside!"

Song ran didn't speak again. She knew it wasn't so easy.

Song ran sighed and sat back in the car.

When I was bored, I sent a text message to Qi Jun. when I was really bored, I stuffed my headphones and listened to piano music.

Piano music can always make people unconsciously relax their body and mind. Listening to the pleasant melody, song ran fell asleep.

About an hour later, Lin Yurou woke song ran up with a rough knock on the lathe.

Song ran opens the door from the inside. Lin Yurou not only doesn't get on the bus, but also yells, "Song ran, Qian Xing asked you to come and pick me up just to let you sleep in the car?"

Mingming waited for her for more than an hour. Even if the facts were in front of her, song ran couldn't argue for herself. She had to whisper, "Miss Lin, I'm sorry. It's my fault. Please get in the car."

"Get in the car? You bully the co pilot's back seat in the car and then let me get in the car. Song ran, are you cheap? Or are the Song family uneducated?"

Song ran raises her head and stares at Lin Yurou. Her bright eyes turn red on weekdays, but finally she lowers her head, "I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I'm negligent." after that, she immediately gets off the bus and makes a gesture of invitation, "Miss Lin, please get on the bus."

Lin Yurou turned her big eyes, "look at your behavior!" twisted her waist and entered the car.

After sitting firmly, Xiao Li starts the car, and Lin Yurou starts a new wave of difficulties.

"Song ran, you haven't answered my question! Are you mean, or are the Song family just uncivilized?"

Song ran clenched her skirt with both hands. "Miss Lin, I'm here to accompany you in choosing your wedding dress. You can call me as a servant, but I hope you don't do anything insulting to your personality."

Lin Yurou glanced, "tut Tut, it's quite able to install."

Song ran didn't speak again.

The car stopped steadily in a parking lot near the wedding dress shop gathering place. Xiao Li got off and opened the door for Lin Yurou, "Miss Lin, I'll be waiting for you here."

Lin Yurou didn't get out of the car and shouted to song ran, "you want to kill me in such a big sun! Get out of the car and give me an umbrella!"

"Miss Lin, I didn't take a sunshade when I went out. I'm sorry." Song Ran's fingernail pinched his palm and tried to adjust his mood.

"Song ran, are you mentally disabled? No, you won't get out of the car and buy it for me?"

Song ran gets out of the car and walks quickly.

There are Gaoding clothing stores, luxury brands and high-end wedding dress stores nearby. It's not easy to find a department store selling umbrellas.

Song ran was already sweating when she saw a shopping mall. Fortunately, she didn't have the habit of wearing heavy makeup like Lin Yurou. Now she's sweating so much that even the most advanced powder can't hold up.

Song ran couldn't help laughing when she thought that Lin Yurou had spent all her makeup.

It took song ran nearly 20 minutes to buy a sunshade and run back. She came to Lin Yurou. Unexpectedly, Lin Yurou scolded, "Song ran, do you count turtles? I found that you are not only mentally disabled, but also have no motor cells. You are really a good girl raised by the Song family."

Song ran didn't respond. She just opened her umbrella.

Lin Yurou put on her sunglasses, skimmed her mouth and got off the bus.

After entering the shopping mall, song ran puts down her umbrella and walks behind Lin Yurou, while song Ran is followed by bodyguards in twos and threes.

Walking into a Gaoding wedding dress shop, history seems to repeat itself.

The shop assistant directly ignored Lin Yurou, who was walking ahead, and focused on Song ran, who was wearing a little Daisy retro dress.

"Miss, do you want to try on the wedding dress?"

"I'm not trying. It's Miss Lin."

Lin Yurou snorted coldly. She didn't understand why song ran always overshadowed her. She neither understood nor reconciled.

The clerk smiled awkwardly, "excuse me, Miss Lin, what style do you like?"

"The most expensive." Lin Yurou did not hesitate.

Perhaps the difference between her and song Ran is here. Whether she is poor or rich, song Ran's innate extraordinary temperament is enough to attract people, while Lin Yurou always has this copper smell no matter how bright she is.

But the clerk is certainly happy to hear this. The more expensive the dress, the more commission he can get.

The clerk led Lin Yurou to the center of the store, "Miss Lin, these wedding dresses are the painstaking efforts of Helen, the world's top designer. I think they are perfect for you."

"Helen? Helen who works in Lin's group?" look at the price of these wedding dresses. They are really expensive enough.

"Yes, I heard that our designer works in Lin's group."

Lin Yurou nodded defiantly, "do you know who I am? I'm Miss Lin Yurou, the fiancee of Mo Qianxing, President of Mo family."

The clerk was also nervous when Lin Yurou said this. After all, she just recognized the wrong person.

"Miss Lin, do you want to try now?"

"Try!"

Lin Yurou chose the fattest one from the three sets of wedding dresses. When she walked into the fitting room, she turned her eyes on Song ran.

Lin Yurou's figure didn't show the beauty of the wedding dress at all, but the clerk could only boast about it with a smiling face.

Then Helen came over. The clerk bowed his head and called respectfully, "miss helen."

Helen nodded. "There's no need to use so many rules."

Then he looked at Lin Yurou and said bluntly, "Miss Lin, this wedding dress is not suitable for you. Maybe you can go next door."

Lin Yurou became angry. "You! You remember that you are still working for Lin, and the work should be under Lin's control!"

"Sorry, Miss Lin, this is my personal brand, which has nothing to do with Lin."