My Sassy President

Seeing song ran entering the door, Lu Yao was undoubtedly shocked.

But she quickly recovered her mind, and then politely greeted her two steps forward, and then reached out to pick up the gift bag that was in the other's hand.

The hand that stretched out was still stained with light blood. Song ran saw the girl who just stood at the door, and consciously put the gift aside, and looked down at the wound in her hand, and smiled: "I heard you are the key protection object in the family now, so you will not need to worry about this small matter."

"Said deliberately in the shoes when some slightly bright voice:" hand injury, hurry to deal with it. "

Shaoyunchen changed his shoes. He was going to the bathroom and stopped. Then he went back to Luyao and grabbed her hand to see.

When you see that deep wound, the eyes will not help but tighten, pulling people to the direction of the hand wash pool.

Song ran saw the two figures disappear around the corner, and then went back to greet Shao mother politely.

Shao mother understood that the person who came from Kyoto was the eldest lady of the Song family in Kyoto, and naturally put down that caution and opened her face to door with a smile.

Shaoyunchen dragged Lu Yao to wash the wound, and then pulled the man to the sofa for a long time to make a drumming. Finally, he showed a little relaxed smile at the tightly wrapped finger. "Yes."

Lu Yao stared at his fingers that he was wrapped in gauze and couldn't move. He was helpless and laughed, "it's really not that serious. Just stick a band aid."

The man who had picked up the medicine box beside him didn't hear it, but only asked himself: "call me for anything to do later, or help my aunt at home."

Shao mother brought tea aside, sitting on the sofa chair quietly drinking women to see this scene, the corner of the mouth can not help but to arouse shallow smile, she immersed in the two small couples seemingly boring interaction, the bottom of the heart is a rare calm and comfortable.

They are used to the shopping malls and the dangerous women. They have a skeptical attitude towards everything they see in their life. So it is rare to have something that makes her believe in the good. There will always be some irresistible decline.

And seeing the look of song ran next to him, Lu Yao also took back the pestle in shaoyunchen's eyes with a little embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Miss Song saw jokes."

Song ran sipped her lips, and was interrupted by the restaurant's greeting to eat. She slightly astringed her eyes, and got up before the two and lifted her feet to the direction of the restaurant.

At the table, Shao mother was impatient, and asked about the matters on the board of directors today. She knew that song Ran's help was also a strong thanks.

Song ran didn't say too much, and ate less food. After dinner, she got up and went to the balcony of the living room to blow. Looking back, Lu Yao was coming to this side, and she slowly looked at her with a smile.

Two women supported the railings to look at the scenery of the evening in Jincheng. A warm evening wind began to blow on her face, holding her warm touch.

"Thank you." Finally, Luyao took the lead in making a speech, expressing his gratitude for the Song Dynasty Ran's hand today.

Song ran saw ahead, a slight shake of his head, did not respond to her words, just showed today's intention: "in fact, I am here to find you."

Lu Yao seems to be slightly surprised. Her eyes fall, and she stares at her fingers crossed together. Inevitably, she remembers the trivial thoughts in her mind.

Finally, she only stared at her fingers, did not turn her head, and then opened with a shallow and interesting meaning to ask: "why to look for me?"

Song ran squinted and looked at the front as if he recalled some of the past events, and finally paused for a moment and said frankly: "about ten years ago, I graduated from college, fell into the water during a voyage and was saved by the sailor who happened to pass."

"I know." Song ran mentioned here, Lu Yao very candidly took the next word, "this matter, Yun Chen has told me."

After two people look at each other, song ran caught her eyes are not clear bright, suddenly up to pick up the corner of the lip, "my father told me a reason since childhood, the mall has not so many good people, do not take the initiative to plot others, has been the biggest concession."

Then she was Frank: "I first introduced shangrui into the game, and wanted him to start the acquisition of Longteng. During this period, I didn't intend to help anyone, because whoever lost or won, I was the one who took the profit of the fisherman. But later, I was surprised to know that shaoyunchen was the one who saved me in that year, and then changed the plan. "

Song ran said this, in fact, to comfort Lu Yao.

It is also for their own soft heart to find a reason to speak.

Here, her fingers gently hit the railing, making a clear sound, and said, "so you don't have to thank me, neither of you and your husband need to be grateful to me."

Lu Yao was slightly dumb, only felt a dry throat.

She opened her lips and didn't know what to say. She felt that the woman in front of her eyes was eager to leave her kindness, which was a very sad thing.

Finally, she fiddled with her fingers as usual, and with the other side's heart, she said softly, "well," I see. "When song ran came here, he seemed to take a breath of relief, and his mood brightened a little bit. "In this way, what I owe Shao Yunchen is still too much. If there is any conflict of other commercial interests in the future, I will not be as soft hearted as this time."

Lu Yao chuckled and turned to lean against the railing. Looking at the woman's serious and serious side face, Lu Yao nodded and said, "don't worry, I'll tell him."

Before the farewell, the light outside the window gradually darkened. In the twilight, the woman gazed at her flat abdomen, and lost her mind.

Lu Yao was seen by her for a long time. She stroked her belly uneasily and said with a smile, "it's still small. I can't see anything."

For song ran, time was fast and slow.

She took back her eyes and suddenly remembered the one in the private maternity ward in Kyoto and said with a smile, "my child will be born after a while. I gave him a name, song Yan."

This is more like nonsense to Lu Yao, who doesn't know the truth.

She could not control staring at the other side's stomach, eyes trembling and trembling, but did not know where to start.

Song ran smiles, and seems to have no meaning to explain.

She was so lonely, so lonely. Lonely to this is about to be born of the child's expectations and joy are nowhere to vent, lonely about why they want to name the intention also can not find a person to talk to.

Can only in front of this woman, Wu from a madness, and so on after the God, and then restore the always cold and alienated atmosphere, to her indifferently a hook of lips, "you will know in the future."

After saying goodbye to Lu Yao, song ran goes downstairs alone and is stopped by her waiting assistant downstairs. She bent over and stepped into the car, raising her wrist to look at the time. "Go to the airport."

The assistant was a little surprised, but still silently obeyed the order, told the waiting driver to go to the direction of the airport, at the same time, the telephone cancelled the original hotel reservation.

After a night's journey from Jincheng to Kyoto, it was almost early morning when he got off the plane. Song ran didn't sleep well for several days in a row, but there was a faint fire in his red eyes.

"To the hospital." She told the assistant who came over after taking the car. After a pause, she added, "find out what breakfast is suitable for pregnant women nearby, and buy it and bring it over."

The assistant's voice fell, driving all the way to the hospital, and from time to time watched the woman behind her through the rearview mirror.

Song ran at the moment, do not know why there will be such a throb, just want to see the child.

But when she got to the hospital and saw that the doctor in a hurry was about to call her, she suddenly understood that this was the magic of mother son connection.

Even though the child was not in her stomach.

"Miss Song, the mother is going to give birth."

For the next six hours, song ran sat quietly outside the delivery room, dripping water, like a statue. Her hands and feet were cold and numb, like her heart. She was calm enough to surprise herself.

Near noon, a burst of baby's loud and clear cry broke through the noisy delivery room. The nurse cleaned up the chubby little guy and held it out in a hurry. "Miss Song, the little boy is born."

At the moment, the woman sitting quietly stares at the figure that is slowly approaching her, and her body is stiff.

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