Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Shan Rao goes downstairs after washing and gargling. Seeing that his mother's eyes have become complicated and worried, he purses his lips and smiles, pretending not to know.

After entering the restaurant, he didn't see song Ran's figure. Shi ran said that the Song family specially arranged a private plane to pick him up. He had already left this morning.

Father Shan was not at home yesterday. This morning, when his aunt talked about yesterday's farce, his face broke down on the spot. He decided that Miss Song's sudden departure was because he saw that their single family's attitude towards guests was not sincere enough.

Song ran inherited the family property from her father earlier. Although she was still a posterity for many elders like Shan Lao, her reputation was already there. If she had a little insight, she would not be unkind to touch her scales.

Before Shan Rao went downstairs, his father had already lectured his wife in the restaurant, so his mother wanted to go upstairs and ask people what the two young people thought.

But I didn't want to see that kind of picture when I pushed the door. She almost didn't roll down from upstairs.

When eating, the old man is also absent-minded, from time to time to look at her husband, and from time to time to look at his son.

Hearing the news that song ran had left, Shan Rao didn't show much surprise or regret. He just gave a slight "Oh" and then looked at the entrance of the restaurant again. "Yan Hao, he was tired last night. He got up late. Please come and eat together."

The old lady's face turned blue in an instant.

Shi ran saw the situation, turned to have to order the kitchen aunt to call people in, single mother see this posture, busy scold a: "to what? He'll be fed in the kitchen outside. He's not allowed to go. "

The dining table was quiet for a few minutes, and the single old man who didn't know about all this frowned and looked at it askew, "early in the morning, what's wrong with you?"

"It's OK. I'm fine." The old man had to bury her head in eating porridge. She was always hard to confess, because she was angry for a moment, and her son's orientation was distorted again.

And here Shan Rao buried his head in cutting bread, felt the side of Shi ran delivered over the bad smile in the eyes, also pretended not to see, generally did not respond.

For Shan Rao, sacrificing Yan Hao for the silence of the old lady at home is a very worthwhile thing.

Since that breakfast, the old man did not dare to mention that Miss Song's words were not good. Although she still disagreed with her from the bottom of her heart, she could think that it would be better to find a man if she could not.

Although the youngest son of the single family was naughty and unruly since childhood, he always likes to be eccentric in his work, but he is able to make the old man and his brother who has always been strict and excellent.

On the surface, he was always beaten, but in the end, what he wanted to do declined.

After two days, Yan Hao cowered and hid for two days.

On the morning of the weekend, the wound on Shan Rao's waist began to deteriorate. He pursed his white lips and was about to inform Yan Hao to send him to the hospital when the man suddenly knocked on the door and came in.

After entering the door or low head, hands handed a draft resignation letter, directly pushed to his front.

The man just picked it up, read the three words on the cover of the resignation letter, and then put it aside, "I plan to give you a 20% raise from next month."

"It's not about wages." Yan Hao hung his head, trying to defend his final dignity, "young master, I do not sell myself."

"Thirty."

"I'm not the kind of person who is open to money."

Shan Rao eyebrow tip tiny pick, see the other side secretly pursed lips, eyeground has light flash.

"Forty." He leaned back to the chair, raised his hand and waved, "if you don't agree..."

Before he reached out and wanted to open the envelope for signature, Yan Hao took it off with a quick lunge, and then with a flattering smile on his face, "agree, agree."

Facts have proved that although money is not omnipotent, it does have hundreds of kinds of good that people can't refuse.

Seeing through the man's mind, Shan Rao helped the chair up, picked up the suit coat on the back of the chair and threw it into his arms, "take me to the hospital."

On the way from the study to the garage, the man's face has become increasingly ugly.

But his step is still a moment, put on the coat after turning his head slightly a hook lip, "you don't worry, I don't agree, single family no one dares to move you."

Waiting for the car, in Yan Hao's hesitating inquiry voice, he waved his hand impatiently: "even if I like men, I can't look up to you. What's your level? Do you have no points in my heart?"

Hearing this, Yan Hao frowned as he drove, and then he puffed at the corners of his mouth. He didn't know whether he should be happy or depressed.

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when song ran returned to Kyoto, she knew that during this period of time, there were also reporters who were waiting for information about their two children.

But song Fu was eager to protect sun. Before Song ran came back, he had already sent people to take care of everything.

On the day of his return, song Yan was sent to a private hospital for examination because he was always vomiting milk. After Song ran landed, he directly instructed the driver to drive to the hospital.The little guy's face was not very good, but when he saw song ran, his face, which was still crying and wrinkling together, immediately stretched out and waved his little hands to embrace him.

She looks cold and reaches out to pick up the baby. The little guy is not heavy, but song Ran's heart is very heavy.

She began to have a trace of doubt, whether they should be brought into this world.

After all, for her, life is always more bitter than sweet, and she has been running around since the birth of her two children, and this situation may not be much improved in the future.

In short, she is not a qualified mother.

But at this time the little guy did not know his mother's mind. He stretched out his fingers and scratched two times in the air. Soon he lay in her arms and slowly fell asleep.

"Children's recent sleep should not be very good, but it is not a big problem, go back to pay attention to eat less and more meals on the line."

With the case in hand, the doctor explained some basic things to pay attention to. Song ran listened carefully.

Then he came out with the baby in his arms. The driver pushed the pram in the back and asked carefully, "Miss, do you want to put the young master in the car?"

Song ran steps slowly, she droops her eyes and looks at the pink face of the little guy who is pressed under the brim of his hat. At this time, she does not know what kind of dream he is having. She even raises the corners of her mouth to smile.

She also can't help but smile, turned her head and gently ordered: "no, I'll just hold it."

The driver, who had worked in the Song family for a short time, had never seen song ran look so gentle. He could not help but stare at him in surprise. Then he saw that the man had gone far away, and then he raised his feet to chase him out.

Along the main hospital road to the parking lot, but at the entrance was blocked by a silver gray car.

Song ran looks at the license plate, and his face suddenly collapses.

At this time, the man seemed to see her, pushed the door down, leaning against the door, looked at her with a smile, "Miss Song, don't you mind talking?"

When he finished, his eyes seemed to sweep from her arms.

The little fellow's face was covered by the brim of his hat, and he could not see it clearly, so his glance was extremely restrained without any emotion to be studied.

The woman saw this, smile hook lip, put the little guy into the pram next to, and then told the driver: "you wait for me in the car first."