He Is Warmer Than Time

After leaving the art troupe, she saw Mrs. Fu's car parked outside. She hurriedly got in the car and said with a smile: "Godmother, are you convinced by my performance? So come to see me again."

Mrs. Fu squeezed her face: "Less narcissism, eh?"

As the car drove forward from the art troupe, Mrs. Fu slowly said, "Song Ran, you have known Weiwei a long time ago, haven't you?"

Song Ran's eyelids lifted, Miss Huihui, it seems that you can't help it anymore. She calmly said: "Yes, I know."

Mrs. Fu stared at her and said, "Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Ran shrugged: "We don't have any personal relationships. After saying that, it seemed that I wanted to step on your daughter to flatter you, so I didn't say much."

Mrs. Fu continued: "Is there no personal relationship?"

Song Ran calmly said: "Although we have studied together and filmed TV series together, obviously, we are not the same, so we don't have a lot of speculation. There really is no personal relationship."

"So, what do you think of her?"

Hmm... You can't talk nonsense about this, you can't just pour out everything just for the sake of your mouth.

Song Ran cautiously said: "I don't know much, but it's still pretty good. I study hard, film and work hard. I know so much, and I can't tell you more."

When Mrs. Fu had a daughter in the first time, she naturally couldn't say bad things about her daughter, and she would be like a tiger with a monarch. She naturally understood these principles.

Mrs. Fu smiled and said nothing more.

Standing tall, Mrs. Fu even thought privately, if Song Ran in front of her was her biological daughter, then everything would be perfect.

My own biological daughter is not as pretty as Song Ran, not as smart as Song Ran, not even magnanimous, and without Song Ran, she is such a good person, how did her daughter become like this.

I thought again, maybe it was because she had been living outside. It seemed that she still had to put more thoughts on teaching her daughter in the future.

Mrs. Fu took her hand and said softly, "Go to my house for dinner tonight."

"Okay, godmother."

When Wen Huihui saw Song Ran appearing in'her house' again and again, her heart was distorted to the extreme.

She just said that Song Ran was the culprit who prevented her from participating in the sea drama. She brought this person back with her ‘mother’, which was simply slap her in the face.

The commander was still in the headquarters, and Mrs. Fu went to the kitchen to see Aunt Rong cooking, and only the two of them were left in the dining room.

Song Ran smiled and looked at her, and Wen Huihui glanced at her obsessively: "Song Ran, your skill to please people is really a way of doing it. You teach me how to fawn on my mother and let her take care of you. There is a plus."

Song Ran held his cheeks and smiled: "Weiwei, you and my godmother are connected by blood, so why do you still need to learn my tricks of infatuating people? You don't need it."

The corners of Wen Huihui's mouth trembled, and she brushed her hair: "Naturally, it is not needed. My mother is very good to me. After all, I am a biological daughter."

Song Ran said in his eyes, you are happy.

This is a war without gunpowder. Wen Huihui tried her best, Song Ran... She still seemed to be able to do her best with three successful powers.

How could Wen Huihui not be anxious and pale?

Mrs. Fu is quite fair. Both of them took care of this dinner, but Wen Huihui felt unbalanced. She felt unbalanced, but she did not dare to say it. After all, she knew she was a counterfeit. How could she dare to demand so much?