He Is Warmer Than Time

The atmosphere at the dinner was good, all of them were quite talkative, and there were no cold days.

Halfway through the banquet, Tang Ji'an asked you: "You are still studying at your age, right? Which school are you in?"

Tang Ji'an is not the kind of person who watches TV, but he has heard the nanny in the family talk about the big star Song Ran. After all, he is also a person who has been to the Spring Festival Gala, and his popularity is still quite big.

He thought, maybe he was in an art academy like Hai Opera.

Yang Haitao said, "We, Xiao Ran, are at Fuguang University."

Once again, thanks to classmate Wen Huihui, Song Ran can enjoy the startled eyes of the second son of Tang by the wrong actions.

Tang Ji'an was really surprised. After all, it was the highest school in Haicheng after regaining light. This little girl, he underestimated her.

Song Ran brushed her hair: "Second brother, don't you think I have both beauty and wisdom?"

Tang Ji'an smiled: "It's me, I really don't know Taishan, I will toast you again."

Song Ran took a sip of red wine and Tang Ji'an drank a small glass of white wine.

Song Ran said again: "My sister graduated from the University of Finance and Economics."

Tang Ji'an was also a little shocked. Sisters of the Song family are both diligent and motivated, and said: "I am from the University of Political Science and Law."

They all reported their families. Yang Haitao felt that today's apocalypse banquet was too worthwhile. In the past, he and Tang Ji'an were only friends in general. In the future, I can find this young master to learn more about the internal news.

In business, it will definitely help a lot.

This time, my sister-in-law is indispensable.

The three of them ate until more than nine o'clock, and then left the private room happily.

Song Ran was a little surprised at Tang Ji'an's drinking volume, because he had never stopped drinking glasses, but at the moment he was only slightly drunk. When he left the hotel entrance, his driver Liu Shu came to help him.

He waved his hand: "It's okay, you get in the car and wait for me, let me say a few more words."

Just after the New Year, the night was still bitterly cold, and the north wind was whistling, Song Ran tightened his big scarf, thinking, Second Young Master, what else do I want to say, I want to get in the car and go home, okay?

Tang Ji'an said, "If you're cold, get in the car first. I'll talk to your brother-in-law."

Song Ran hurried into Yang Haitao's car, and across the frosty car window, she vaguely saw the two standing in the wind opening talking.

The two were smoking cigarettes at the entrance of the hotel. After talking for a long time, Yang Haitao slowly walked over.

Song Ran curled his lips: "What did you say? I said it for so long."

Yang Haitao closed the car door and said to Uncle Zhong: "Okay, go home."

Turning his head and saying to Song Ran: "I chatted with Tang Er Shao about the real estate for a while and got a lot of useful news."

Song Ran breathed a sigh of relief, too. She was born again, but she only knew some general information, such as which plot of land would develop in the future, but of course she would not know some specific news.

Therefore, the information given by Tang Er Shao must be very useful.

Yang Haitao leaned on the back of the chair and glanced at Song Ran: "It seems that Tang Er Shao has a good impression of you."

Song Ran shrugged: "I'm so cute, and the flowers bloom."

Yang Haitao pushed her head: "You girl, why don't you have any sense of danger?"

Song Ran was a little dazed: "Why...what's the matter?"

Yang Haitao looked at her with hatred of iron and steel, "You never thought about it. If the second youngest Tang likes you and wants to pursue you, how do you resolve it?"

Well, the north wind outside seems a bit noisy.