My Sassy President

Song ranjiao's dinner was delivered. Originally, a bowl of ordinary noodles turned into a cart full of food.

The hotel waiter who delivered the meal said that it was the standard food for the luxury suite on the top floor. Song ran was used to staying in the hotel, so he could see through it at a glance.

But she didn't expose anything at the moment. After waiting for her to leave, she returned to the bedroom, picked up the mobile phone on the sofa and called the assistant, "where are you? Bring me a bowl of noodles when it's convenient to come back."

About 20 minutes later, the assistant came back in a hurry, carrying a bowl of plain noodles packed from the ordinary noodle shop.

Song ran opened the door, took the face from the crack of the door, then pulled the door open completely to reveal the luxurious dining car behind him, "take this back downstairs for me."

Then ten minutes later, the door of Shan Rao's room was knocked again. The man told him in a low voice through the crack of the door, "young master, all the meals you ordered have been returned by Miss Song."

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the invitation was handed out, but the other party did not reach for it.

Song ran sank his eyes and put it on one side of the table. "I have taken the old lady's mind. It's your own decision whether to go or not. You can live as you like, even if you return to the embrace of that man. But before that, I advise you to change this surname first, because you don't deserve it."

After that, she zipped up the bag again. Without any intention of staying for a moment, she stepped out quickly.

It was not until the figure disappeared at the entrance of the store for a long time, until the sound of the car engine started slowly and gradually moved away, she slowly regained her mind, reached out to open the invitation, saw it clearly, and then put it down.

He sighed heavily, and his heart was oppressed.

The body left the square table and turned to clean up the old photos left yesterday. Unexpectedly, he gave a cold look.

The man stands outside the door, his body is covered by a faint warm light in the morning. He is always wearing habits, but also as always dark expression.

The steps stood there, two separated by a few meters away, fixed to look for a long time.

In the end, it was the man who said, "do you think you can hide from me all your life?"

Qi Feng laughed and thought of Miss Song's words not long ago.

"It's only a matter of time before you want to find me."