He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran smiled and looked at her: "Ten yuan can buy her nanny at home. She stole my notebook. Of course, the notebook has to be returned to her schoolbag. Ten yuan can make her receive what she deserves. Lessons, you say, cost much."

Li Sheng gave her a thumbs up: "Are you not afraid of her babysitter turning over?"

Song Ran chuckled: "I naturally have this confidence to do this. I don't doubt whether I use people, but I don't use suspects, understand?"

Li Sheng nodded: "I understand."

Without the chaos caused by Shen Mengfang and Wen Huihui, Song Ran spent the most peaceful and happy time since her rebirth.

Every day when I opened my eyes, I knew that there was no woman she hated in this big house, and breakfast would be more fragrant.

After going to school every day, sitting next to her is Li Sheng who thinks about her wholeheartedly and likes to make her make up her mind about everything, and the woman who caused her loneliness in her previous life has to be named by the teacher many times a day and emphasized that she must listen carefully.

She felt that it was cozy, life is really cozy.

At the end of November, Song Xuan finally made up his mind to resign from the post of Yao Family's supply and marketing social accounting and prepare to go to the United States together with Yang Haitao.

Yang Haitao was as happy as the Chinese New Year, and specially invited Song Ran out, and his eyes were shining: "Sister, should I show my courtesy when I come to the United States? How about sending flowers to her room every day?"

Song Ran rolled his eyes: "My sister thinks that every penny you spend now is mine. Do you think that if you do this, will my sister think you are romantic, or will you think you are extravagant and wasteful?"

Yang Haitao finally came up a little sober: "I can play the harmonica. Do I go to her room to play a song to her every night?"

Song Ran was speechless: "Brother, brother, calm down, listen to me, you don't have to do anything, you just need to show her that you are working hard and earnestly wanting to earn money back for her sister, just Enough, understand?"

Yang Haitao looked at her suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

Song Ran nodded firmly: "Can't be more serious."

On November 28th, Song Xuan and Yang Haitao boarded the plane to the United States. Song Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart, Yang Haitao, must fight for his breath, this time the agent of the largest computer company in the United States can get it. , Also regarded as her sister admiringly.

Coming out of the airport, Song Ran shivered in the cold. She tightened her coat tightly and said to Yang Haitao's driver: "Uncle Zhong, take me to the Second Artillery Team of Songshan County."

Uncle Zhong drove her to the Second Artillery Team. Song Ran was so happy that she was humming along the way. Uncle Zhong was more than 50 years old and had gray hair. He heard that he was a loyal and warm uncle who had worked in the Yang family for ten years.

He glanced at Song Ran and smiled: "My sister is in a good mood."

Song Ran proudly: "Because your young boss may marry my sister in the future, of course I am happy."

"We, Haitao, remember your sister every day. The last time I was drunk, I sent him to your door. He sat in the car all night and stared at your bungalow. I asked him, or go up. You can find her or go home to sleep. It's nothing to look at her outside of the little girl's house. Hai Tao said that she's quite satisfied looking at it. I haven't seen anyone he's afraid of, but I'm really afraid that your sister is unhappy. "

Song Ran's heart was a little congested, Yang Haitao looked carefree, but in fact, his affection was completely hidden by him.

Song Xuan, Song Xuan, you must keep your eyes open, and you must see who is really good to you.