Business tycoon has a crush on me

Chapter 1104

"Before the age of 15, I didn't know who my father was. After the age of 15, my mother and I moved every once in a while, but she died when I was still, oh, she was hacked to death by someone, yes Made by the woman on my dad's marriage certificate."

"At that time, I escaped and escaped a catastrophe. Then I was taken back and raised like poultry. Now I feel fattened, but I sold it for a good price, so I took it to the market to sell."

Ye Liran was amused by Fan Rou's metaphor, but felt sorry for her, but she didn't fully believe her.

"You can look it up yourself." Fan Rou said.

"You said you wanted to cooperate with me, but apart from the vague information, you didn't come up with any substantive and useful information, did you?" For example, when the Song family wants to get married, and with whom from the Fan family.

"Now the Song family has gotten very close to my eldest brother in the past two days. I also heard it inadvertently. It seems that they are still planning, and the specific news will have to wait."

"Okay, then I'll wait for your follow-up news." Ye Liran said with a smile.

No matter what she said was true or false, she had to go along with her, anyway, she would verify it herself.

If it is true, then she has an extra helper.

"Okay, then we will cooperate later?"

"Naturally." Ye Liran stretched out his hand to her: "It's a pleasant cooperation."

Fan Rou stretched out her hand: "Straightforward, I just like you for being so straightforward."

After the matter was settled, Ye Liran thought she would leave, but unexpectedly she was still here: "What are you going to do later?"

"I still haven't finished writing the invitation." This is already an order to evict guests.

Song Ze was still on it, she didn't want to leave him on it for too long, he would be lonely.

"Then you write it. I'll go to the garden for a stroll. It shouldn't matter, right?"

This person is really familiar, Ye Liran is a little helpless, but still nodded: "Go."

After letting a servant follow her, Ye Liran went upstairs, and Song Ze was holding the clothes she made, looking over and over again.

"Be careful, don't break it, I'm going to participate in the competition." Ye Liran took the invitation and sat beside him.

"Sister did it really well." Song Ze looked adoring.

Ye Liran shook her head: "It's still a semi-finished product, what's so good about it?"

She took out the invitation card, opened the list, and started to write. She wrote very seriously, with special effort in each stroke, as if she wanted to engrave all her happiness into the invitation card.

There is a smile on her lips, and the tenderness in her eyes is like a flower bud that is just about to bloom. As long as there is a gust of spring breeze, it will bloom. If you get closer, you can smell the fragrance.

Song Ze remembered that when he first met her, she also had a smile on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes at all.

Despair, like the juice of a poisonous snake, filled her pupils, and the coldness in her heart permeated through the pores and into the air.

Now, there is no trace of any.

Because of why, everyone is very clear.

Jun Mohan is all her happiness and hope.

Perhaps Song Ze's gaze was too strong, so strong that Ye Liran couldn't even ignore it.

She raised her head from the invitation, her eyes curled into hooks: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because my sister is beautiful." Song Ze replied very seriously.

Ye Liran lifted her lips and smiled happily. She poked Song Ze's cheek with a pen: "It really makes me happy."

"I don't, what I said is true." A happy woman is the most beautiful, what could be more nourishing than this.

(End of this chapter)