Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Sure enough, collocation was replaced by a white shirt and trousers, when the man appeared again. His hair was strict in demands, and he could smell the faint perfume of men's perfume on his body.

When he came down from the stairs with a face of righteousness, his mother seemed to have an incredible expression. She raised her eyebrows and looked her son up and down. Then she turned her head and asked Shi ran, "what's the matter with him?"

Standing not far away, Yan Hao felt that he had finally seized the opportunity to clarify his innocence, so he rushed forward to explain: "our young master and this Miss Song It's a good relationship. "

He did not dare to say too clearly, for fear that his young master would settle accounts after autumn.

But it was impossible for the old man not to understand the deep meaning of the words. His interest in Miss Song increased 180 times at once, and he went out to meet her.

Just turning around, I saw that the man had already followed his father and stepped in.

Song Ran is impeccable both in appearance and temperament. Although she has no intention to cater to anyone's liking, the old man can't help liking her at the first sight.

When she saw someone coming in, she was invited to go to the direction of the sofa in the living room. She just wanted to raise her feet to say hello to her, but she saw that the other party had taken the lead to see her. Then she took the initiative to approach her and nodded her head. Then she said with a smile, "Auntie Shan, my mother asked me to ask you how you are doing."

"Good, good." Single mother smile eyes narrowed into two seams, even nodded and asked: "parents are OK?"

"Good." Song ran had a warm smile on her face. After a pause, she said frankly, "my mother still remembers the tremella porridge you cooked. She always said that uncle Shan had a good taste."

There was no lack of polite meaning in the words, but the two old people listened, but each had his own happiness.

After saying hello, she saw Shan Rao standing not far away. She also said politely and politely, "Mr. Shan."

Then he looked him up and down again, and hesitated, "is Mr. Shan going to the company?"

The man was a little bit stunned, and then he coughed awkwardly. After catching Shi ran and Yan Hao, who were laughing on the side, they felt even more embarrassed and glared at them in a very angry way.

Shi ran smiles and ignores Shan Rao. He also greets song ran. A group of talents go to the sitting room sofa.

After sitting for only a short time, the aunt cleaning the garden in the porch came in a hurry. Behind her was a woman walking with wind. "Master, madam, Miss yuan is here."

When Miss yuan entered the door, she first called her uncle and aunt, and then she could see that there were still guests in the house. The bright expression on her face shrank a little. She looked at the woman who was sitting on the sofa, looking down.

Song ran saw that it was someone who didn't matter to her, so she didn't get up. Taking advantage of her father and mother's getting up to meet her, song ran motioned a look at the serious man on the opposite sofa, "I have something to tell you."

Shan Rao looks a little surprised, but reluctantly, he still keeps a calm face. He stands up with the sofa and signals to the direction of the study behind him: "talk inside."

Miss yuan took Shan's mother's arm and approached her. Her eyes were fixed on the man. She was trying to come forward to say hello with one breath. However, she didn't look at her and left with the strange woman just now.

The gentle smile on his face couldn't be restrained for a moment. The single mother beside her also saw it. She raised her eyebrows and asked Shi ran, "what did they do?"

Shi ran smilingly took a cup of freshly brewed flower tea from the servant's hand to entertain the guests, and then surmised calmly, "there should be something on the job to talk about. Miss yuan should have tea first."

Miss yuan took the tea cup and pretended to accompany the two old people to talk at home. However, she always glanced in the direction of the study intentionally or unintentionally.

And at this time in the study, the man stood in front of the French window, while opening the heavy curtain, while casually asked: "what do you want to say?"

Pretending to be busy, he finished pulling the curtains on one side, and then walked over to pull the other.

In short, it is not easy to look back at her.

After all, the space is narrow, and there is no place to hide some of his emotions.

I can't help thinking of the conversation with Shi ran yesterday. Can she really be jealous when she sees that she is close to other women?

"Have you ever made friends with a Mr. Smith in England before? It is said that his industry in the UK is doing well and is expected to develop abroad recently. The first selected market should be either Kyoto or Shanghai. "

The woman leans by the door of the study, hands around the chest, looking at the man busy to and fro the figure, only a shallow mouth, broke all his illusions.

Referring to Smith, Shan Rao held the curtain's hand for a moment, then turned around, and his face was a little deep. "How do you know him?"

This deep, matching song Ran's cognition of this man, showing a bit of out of place abruptness.

From this, she can see that they not only know each other, but also have some origin.

So she didn't betray the truth, and said frankly: "the backer of shangrui behind the scenes should be this Mr. Smith. He has taken over several major businesses that song was forced to stop, so I want to know what kind of person he isAfter a pause, she seemed to suddenly think of something and added: "by the way, his wife is the eldest lady of Yan's family in Nancheng. I checked and found out that this woman is not simple."

She said, see the man's eyes more and more deep, also do not know to listen to her words.

Shan Rao leaned against the glass of the French window and hung his eyes for a long time. Then he turned to the huge bookshelf next to him and found a stack of dusty materials from a pile of messy documents at the bottom.

After searching two pages without any problem, she went to her side and handed the information out. "I had some contacts with him. After returning home, most of my British industries were acquired by him. However, he would pay attention to Kyoto or Shanghai. I don't think it is realistic. It can be the meaning of the lady beside him."

"Madame?" Song ran stares and takes the information over. What he sees is some financial news and data notes. The colorful newspapers are mixed with smooth notes of men. "You investigated him, why?"

These materials almost turned over the life of the man.

But for this question, Shan Rao seems to have no meaning to answer. He just put one hand in his pocket, the other hand against the door frame behind the woman, with a smile on his face and a shrug, "do you owe me another favor?"

Song ran raised her eyes and was facing the dark eyes of the man.

She took back her sight rather uneasily and put the information back into her bag. "It's not easy to say for the time being."

"Hard to say?" Shan Rao chuckled, deliberately put on a dejected look and sighed, "well, then I will provide you with a top secret information."

He deliberately pauses for a moment, trying to find some expression of expectation from the woman's face in front of him.

But see her or a face calm and cold attitude, light spit out a word: "say."

"Mr. Smith and his wife will come to dinner today. If you want to know more about it, you'd better prepare yourself and go and see for yourself."

Shan Rao knew why the little surprise on the woman's face was revealed in front of him, but he had no intention to explain. He only added with a light glance: "you have guessed correctly. This Mrs. Smith is not simple."

After saying that, the two people looked at each other at a distance of less than one arm, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange.

The woman raised her eyes and looked at the past, but it didn't show any difference. On the contrary, the man who was forced to look at him froze for a few seconds and then couldn't bear it. She pretended to cough twice and avoided the sight.

"Well, I see. Thank you."

In order to protect his face, song ran, who sees through everything, takes the lead in breaking the embarrassment and turns to open the door behind him.

But the pace has not stepped out, was in front of the high raised a plain hand startled eyes open.

After the reaction, the expression is also a bit cold, and this strange woman to look at one eye, and then side around her, to the direction of the living room across.

Miss yuan glanced back with disdain, and then went to see Shan Rao with a smile on her face. "Auntie said you're going to the hotel later. Do you mind if I join you?"

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