He Is Warmer Than Time

Song Ran didn't care about Yang Haitao, and asked directly: "On your wedding day, were there any men who were about 180 centimeters tall, who were fairer and wore gold glasses, and looked like a man of the public prosecutor's office?"

Yang Haitao snorted: "What kind of adjective are you? The boss of the public prosecutors' agency? That should be the second son of the mayor's house, Tang Ji'an, right."

Song Ran's legs trembled. Hey, what's the matter?

Does this mean offending the mayor’s son? No wonder the driver is so arrogant?

Yang Haitao wondered: "He also came on the day we got married, you saw him."

It was a little far away that day, she didn't see it clearly, and she became so drunk afterwards, how can she remember those irrelevant people.

"You are drunk and people want to help you. You still don't give others face."

Song Xuan protects the short: "We, Xiao Ran, were drunk, and when he was not drunk, he was still very measured."

Song Ran stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder: "Sister, I was not drunk today, but I also did something improper."

"What's the matter?"

Song Ran took out a stack of tickets from the pocket of his coat: "I seem to have blackmailed the second son of the mayor's house."

The two were shocked to hear from ear to ear: "Ah? How could you have the opportunity to blackmail him?"

Song Ran explained the ins and outs of the matter, and Yang Haitao frowned: "Little ancestor, the second son of Tang is famous for nitpicking, no one dares to offend him, because his methods are very powerful, and your vision is quite accurate. He is indeed a public prosecutor. Big brother."

Song Ran's calf weakened: "Brother-in-law, is there any room for recovery? I'll apologize to the second son? I'm quite flexible and stretchable."

Yang Haitao looked solemnly: "Well, I really want to strike aside, the second son is so powerful that he has gotten his eldest brother down, you are a stranger, I don't know if he will hold a grudge against you."

Song Xuan gave him a push: "Don't say this scares her, okay?"

Yang Haitao aggrieved: "Daughter-in-law, what I'm telling you is the truth. The mayor used to want the eldest son to be his successor, but now there are rumors that the second son is the quasi-successor. The eldest son has long been expelled. The son ran to do business."

Song Ran was distressed: "Brother-in-law, you must contribute to this apocalypse banquet, not for anything else, but also for the two companies we have. We must deal with them well."

Yang Haitao patted her on the head: "Don't worry, I want to deal with them better than you. I will work hard to make it happen."

Although offended the mayor, Song Ran is still in a good mood. After all, after solving such a big trouble Wen Huihui, she feels that she can be lazy for a while.

After all, Jiang Feng is also a grasshopper after Autumn. It won’t last long. I heard that he is already in contact with other art troupes. Yomo left when the last play she had in her hand was pointed out by Shao Tuan. Right.

Wen Huihui's big tumor was also solved by him.

He also found the real biological daughter for the commander's family.

In general, life is still very good, that is, the mayor's son, who has to add new troubles to her when she is relieved and solves the big troubles, it is completely confusing.

The commander is a godfather after all, and she can't be too domineering.

She hummed in her heart: When my family Jingxing becomes the commander, Song Ran will be rampant in front of your mayor.

Let's wait and see!