He Is Warmer Than Time

On the way back, Song Xuan's anger gradually subsided. She took Song Ran's hand and said: "Xiao Ran, when my mother is leaving, she told me again and again that I must take care of you. I am older than you and I go to school earlier than you. I have already worked, and I have seen more sinister hearts than you. I am always afraid that you will be deceived. This is the case for Gu Jingxing in the past, and the same is true for Yang Haitao now. You don't understand."

On autumn nights, the air outside the taxi was cold.

Her sister's words warmed her heart. She held Song Xuan's hand backhand and solemnly said: "Sister, I understand, I understand everything, sister, I will protect myself and you. , Sister, Yang Haitao is really a person with a vision and a mind. I can show you the contract. You are also a graduate of the University of Finance and Economics. Whether the contract terms are fraudulent or not, I believe you can tell at a glance."

Song Xuan stared at her: "He said you have the courage and courage, you said he has the vision and the brain, why? Very congenial?

Song Ran nodded: "Sister, you have to know that putting money in the bank for ten or twenty years will not only not give you money, but will depreciate it. In twenty years, fifty thousand yuan will not be worth at all. Mention, when money is alive, there are unlimited possibilities, do you understand?"

Song Xuan shook her head, feeling that her sister had been confused by the eloquent Yang Haitao.

Eighteen-year-old girl, how could she have understood if Yang Haitao had not instilled this to her?

Stopped completely in front of the Song family house, the two got out of the car, and Song Xuan said, "Okay, obviously the 20,000 yuan won't come back temporarily. So far, you are not allowed to continue to give him money, you know? "

Song Ran nodded like smashing garlic: "Of course, I am not taken advantage of."

Song Xuan thought for a while: "No, I don't worry, you will transfer the remaining 30,000 yuan to my account."

Song Ran's heart sank, and the corners of her mouth were frozen with a smile on her face. He quickly changed the subject and said, "Did Shen Mengfang go out to play mahjong every day?"

Song Xuan was indeed not as witty as Song Ran, she was easily taken away by her, and when she went upstairs, she whispered: "Indeed, Lao Song was moved by the wind on her pillow again. Recently, she hasn't bothered her anymore. Just ran to Zhaojiabang Road."

Old Song, don't worry about it, this woman and Zhao Mingyi are really going to conspire with your wealth.

But this is unfounded, and someone should believe it if you say it.

Therefore, we must pay more attention to the actions of Shen Mengfang and Zhao Mingyi, but Zhao Mingyi is too cunning and too scheming. Basically, he will not meet Shen Mengfang. Perhaps their contact method is to use Chen Jingui, Shen Mengfang’s good sister on Zhaojiabang Road. Home phone.

She Song Ran can't lie down under the bed of Chen Jingui's house and listen to Shen Mengfang's phone call.

After ten thousand steps, she successfully sneaked into Chen Jingui's home. As she wished to hear how Shen Mengfang and Zhao Mingyi colluded, she couldn't tell Lao Song and make Lao Song believe her.

Song Ran was lying on the bed, planning in her mind to change whether Dean would go to Chen Jingui's home on Zhaojiabang Road to look at Shen Mengfang. She did not believe that Shen Mengfang and her concubine Zhao Mingyi could live the life of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. .

Anyone who does evil will always leave clues. Perhaps, she can get evidence that helped her bring down Shen Mengfang.

The next day, at Haicheng Main Railway Station, a middle-aged man led Ding Guoying out of the station.

(Ps: ask for a recommendation ticket~)