Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Shan Rao is not in the mood to entangle with this woman.

At the moment, there is an urgent desire in his heart. He wants to find song ran and ask for the truth.

From the male junior's depressing mood, he immediately felt the blood all over his body jumping with joy. It was also the emotion of recovering at this moment that made him suddenly understand how much he cared about this woman.

At the moment, song Ran is holding a small cup of jasmine tea, sitting in a small corner of the banquet hall, unaware of what is happening.

However, on the sofa beside the partition, there were several piercing exclamations and discussions, which made her frown slightly.

Miss yuan, with a piece of mousse cake in her hand, is surrounded by several girls who are usually sociable. She tells the story of her love affair with the second young master of the single family.

Someone asked her in surprise: "I just saw you get off the car hand in hand with the single young master. Are you dating? When did you start?"

Next to another girl also a face gossip to poke her shoulder, "heard that the single young master orientation is wrong ah, you really together, have you met the parents?"

Then, some people hold their chests and sigh, "are you pulling people straight again, envious..."

For the surrounding or curious and flattering voices, Miss yuan always kept a lady and shy smile, nodded one by one in response, "he is relatively low-key, I don't want outsiders to know too early, after all, the threshold of single family is high, I just like him more, and I don't want to bear too much external pressure."

With that, she blinked her eyes and naively laughed, "so you know, don't go out again..."

A group of young girls, listening to the voice is only 18 or 9 years old, in short, they are well-off, and do not have to worry about the family business, a girl's heart burst all day.

Song ran didn't want to listen, but he also heard about it. After listening, he felt funny and had no other emotions.

The tea cup in front of her was empty. When the waiter saw it, he bent over and politely asked her, "Miss, do you need to fill it up for you?"

The woman nodded. "Thank you."

So a light and light "thank you" made her face shy. The woman who was thinking about how to finish the story was very excited. Then her big eyes widened a little, and suddenly stood up in the public's surprise.

After standing up straight, I turned back and looked at the partition sofa beside me. Sure enough, I saw the woman who was quietly drinking tea under the yellowish light.

At the moment, the light and distant smile on her face fell in the eyes of Miss yuan, whose cheeks were red, as if they were mixed with some special meanings.

Song ran, who is aware of the movement and stillness nearby, sips the tea and looks up faintly with the visitor.

Miss yuan's hand holding the cake was stiff.

Seeing that song ran only sipped a sip of tea, she put down her cup and left. She was a bit alarmed. She always thought that she was going to speak ill of Shan Rao, so she ignored it and ran after him.

"Stop."

In front of a bar near the restroom, she stopped, staring at a pair of round eyes, trying to make herself more imposing.

But song Ran's step is tiny, immediately some slightly side body, the eye in each other's body up and down swept a circle, just how impatient to ask her: "what's the matter?"

Miss yuan looked stiff, and finally stopped her neck and asked, "just now, are you eavesdropping?"

The word "eavesdropping" made song ran a little dumbfounded. She turned her body back completely, and her cool and powerful eyes were fixed on her face. "I really don't want to hear it, so the next time I tell such a lie, I might as well find a quiet place."

Having said that, she also completely lost patience and turned to the direction of the bathroom.

Just at this time, Shi ran was coming out of the bathroom. For fear of exposing something, Miss yuan quickened her pace faster than her heart. She pushed out the cake that she had only eaten in her hand and pasted it all on the woman's dark blue shawl coat.

Song ran only felt a force pushing up her back, and then her eyes sank. She saw the empty cake tray in Yuan's daughter's hand. Her eyes suddenly cooled down, and she did not say a word. She was definitely staring at the visitor.

Shi ran took the lead in noticing the movement here. He strode to see the large piece of cake mark on Song Ran's back. He was also surprised.

"Go clean it first. I still have a spare set of clothes in my car. I'll send someone to get it."

Shi ran said, while helping song Ran's arm, to pull people to the direction of the bathroom.

After all, this is a banquet for the single family. Although the status of the yuan family is far less than that of the Song family, the friendship between the yuan family and Mr. Shan is not bad when the yuan family is in Shanghai. If this matter is not handled properly, it will eventually be the single family.

Song ran was also aware of this, so he forbeared for a while and did not attack.

But her face has been completely cold down, gently brush away Shi ran, dragging his hand, will be the shawl off.Song ran takes off her shawl and reveals her beautiful skin on her back. The open back skirt with temperament adds a bit more charm than before.

People close to the surrounding people have been slowly gathered together, Shi ran stares for fear of song Ran's attack, but fortunately she just threw the shawl on the empty seat of the bar nearby.

Before she lifted her feet and left, she warned coldly: "I like to stay on the line as a person. This is the first time you have offended me. I don't blame you."

Voice down, people have gone far away.

Yuan's daughter held her breath with her eyes closed. She was already thinking about how she would deal with it if the other party really investigated her. However, she did not expect that the last person would walk away like this.

On the contrary, she was a little upset. She glanced at the people around her who were interested in watching the fun and walked away angrily.

In the bathroom, she took her cell phone out of her bag, dialed a phone call and went out, "where are you? I'll wait for you in the bathroom at the back door."

Three or five minutes later, a thin and small figure came in from the door of the restroom. He went straight to the innermost compartment. He knocked on the door of the compartment three times, and someone impatiently asked, "how can I come here now?"

As she spoke, Miss yuan opened the door and welcomed people in.

The little woman pushed the glasses with black frame and said with a smile, "you didn't let me follow the single young master? I've been following

Then he raised the bag hanging in front of him.

Miss yuan dropped her eyes and pointed out, "did you get anything?"

"It's time to shoot everything." The woman shook the bag again, and then her face turned pale. "But before that, the picture of you two getting off together hand in hand is a bit interesting, but it's far from enough. It's not convincing to write something that nobody believes."

She pushed the eyeglass frame again, worried about her next performance. "How about you think about another way to see if you can make some more explosive points?"

"Blow it up?" Thinking of what happened not long ago, Miss yuan felt chilly all over her body, and her eyes were cold unconsciously. "There was a woman surnamed song who was obstructing me in the middle. Even if I was close to him, I was despised. What kind of explosive point came from."

After that, he bit his teeth fiercely and said, "as soon as I entered the door, I felt that the woman was not simple..."

The little woman didn't understand what she was saying to herself. She just waved her hand and was about to push the door out. "I'll follow you first to see if I can get anything secretly. What's the best way to do? Call me."

She thought that even if she couldn't get the material about the secret love of a single young master, it would be good to take some scraps of other people.

But don't want to, partition door was just pushed open, see at the moment is holding chest outside the door, a face like a smiling woman standing.

"You, who are you?" Miss yuan's eyes widened again, and she looked at the visitors with vigilance.

After a long silence, her bright red lips rose and her eyes gathered with a meaningful light. "You just said that the woman surnamed song is the eldest lady of the Song family in Kyoto?"