Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 523 The Heart of Escape
So after turning around and entering the office, he put this matter behind him.

During the busy period, I ordered takeaway and went upstairs. The little brother who came to deliver the food scratched his head and handed a note to Song Ran in great difficulty, "Miss, a gentleman asked me to give it to you, and this. "

As he spoke, he took out a glass of juice drink from his arms, reached out to touch it, and it was still warm.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the note on the desktop, which was a string of phone numbers and the simple word "Shan Rao". It has to be said that the man's writing style is chic and unrestrained, like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is very suitable for Song Ran's heart.

But in the next second, she withdrew her gaze, thanked her briefly, and handed the note back, "Please, thank you."

The meaning was already very clear, the delivery boy continued to scratch his head with a bit of a headache, even took the juice that was handed over from her other hand, turned his head and hurried downstairs.

When Song Ran finished her work and went downstairs, the hour hand on the wristwatch indicated that it had passed ten o'clock. She simply tidied up the table, and then took the elevator all the way down. The moment she stepped out of the gate, she still saw the street lamp Under the railing, there was that brightly illuminated figure.

He seemed to be standing there on purpose, as if he was afraid that she would ignore it on purpose.

The wind at night was still somewhat cool, and the man wrapped his windbreaker tightly with both hands. After seeing the woman coming out of the door, he adjusted his posture instantly, straightened his waist, and pretended to be serious.

Song Ran pursed her lips and smiled faintly, walked up to the man, approached and recognized his appearance, and met the man who accosted him at the auction site two days ago, "Waiting for me for so long, why? ?”

She got straight to the point without any greetings.

As soon as the man saw her, he couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his eyes and mouth were filled with a smile that he couldn't hide.

He smiled and looked at her. The evening wind brushed her long hair away, and the fine ends of her hair swayed up and down in the air for a while, and finally some of them inevitably brushed her face.

She stretched out her hand and flicked it back casually, then continued to look at him.

In the end, the man buried his head in his head and nodded with a smile, pointing his finger in the direction of the parking space not far away, "It's windy here, let's talk about it after getting in the car."

Song Ran frowned, but did not follow.

How could she not see through what this man meant.

Just don't say that she is married now, even if He Shangrui is divorced, she doesn't have the courage to get involved in another relationship easily.

Besides, this man—

She stared at the generous back of the visitor, secretly absent-minded.

This man has many similarities with Shang Rui who just met her at the beginning. They both have tenacity. The means of chasing girls are not very clever, but they are very persistent. At the same time, they will show a little immature aura from time to time .

Thinking of this, she curled her lips into a chuckle, laughing at her ignorance back then.

Facts have finally proved that there is no static person in this world, and even Miss Song will inevitably fall into this pit.

So the best way is to bypass such potentially dangerous people.

But while she was in a daze, the man who got in the car first told the little attendant to drive the car in front of Song Ran, and then opened the car door to invite her to get in, "If you don't get in the car, I'm thinking about packing up and living in Song Ran's house tomorrow." go."

As he said, he pushed the chat information interface of the mobile phone in front of the woman.

Song Ran glanced at it lightly, seeing the words "Uncle Song" in the note, she completely lost her face, and then stepped into the car.

It wasn't that her father's text message inviting him to live in Song's house threatened her, but that he didn't want to procrastinate, and planned to take advantage of this journey to explain some necessary things clearly.

"Mr. Shan's meaning is very clear, but I'm sorry, I have no idea about you. If you can understand my words and keep a proper distance, I may not make things too ugly because of the friendship between the two elders .”

Her refusal carried a hint of warning.

Shan Rao was a little shocked, he was a little bit unsure about whether he should practice Tai Chi or be tough when faced with such a situation.

So through the rearview mirror, he wanted to ask the little follower in the driver's seat for help, but the other party seemed to avoid his sight on purpose, and only drove the car very fast.

He almost forgot that little brother Yan who had followed him for so many years was also an emotional idiot.

After a pause, he could only cough lightly in embarrassment, "We'll talk about this after today."

Song Ran was taken aback for a moment, and didn't understand what he meant. When she turned her head out of the window, she realized that the driving route was wrong, and asked vigilantly, "Where are you going?"

"Didn't your little assistant tell you?" Shan Rao shrugged, "She said that the night show in your theme park is open today, and I really want to see how the fireworks she said are all related to us. Same as above."

After a pause, he turned his head again, "Uncle Song asked how my reception was going today, you don't want me to say that I haven't seen you all day, do you?"

When the car stopped at the parking lot outside the amusement park, Song Ran pushed the door and got out of the car, instinctively wanting to resist.

There was a faint feeling of nausea in her heart, this place was indeed not a good place for her, but after thinking about it, the steps she stepped out took back again.

The one who should avoid and shrink back should not be her, Song Ran, from the beginning to the end.

So he took a deep breath, watched the crowds pouring in from outside the door, and then recognized the huge signboard in the dark with the dim streetlights, and stepped out.

"Let's go."

She responded lightly and walked along the crowd.

Shan Rao couldn't explain why, when he was walking side by side with Miss Song next to him, he felt like he had a rabbit in his arms, jumping wildly and uncontrollably.

He didn't even dare to get too close, and kept a certain distance from her shoulders at all times, so that after a large crowd of people poured in, they were scattered by the crowd without any surprise.

Taking advantage of his height, he looked around and saw the woman who was being dragged to the front by the crowd, and anxiously pushed away the people around her.

On the contrary, the conscientious little follower next to him stuck to him like a jellybean, and he couldn't even move it.

"Gummy" frowned, and grabbed the man in front of him, "Master, I'm afraid this won't work, there are too many people."

Shan Rao frowned and glanced at him, quite dissatisfied, thinking to himself why the one that should have been lost was not lost, but the one that should not have been lost.

Mr. Shan, who lost Ms. Song, was a little out of his mind.

And Ms. Song walked forward smoothly with the pace of the crowd, she didn't care about the man who lost her way at all, she just immersed herself in her own world.

In fact, Miss Song, who seems to be aloof, has rarely come to this kind of place in her life. The one time she has an impression, it may have been more than ten years.

She was used to the deserted silence, the living room with the lights and windows turned off, and the sound of empty footsteps in the huge space.

But now, suddenly in such a lively and noisy place, the people passing by are either couples walking hand in hand, or friends walking together, only she is alone, her steps are calm, and the expression on her face is also the usual stagnation .

She didn't feel embarrassed or anxious at all, but was particularly intoxicated in this world where there was only one person.

So no matter what the occasion is, the excitement belongs to others and has nothing to do with her.

Walking all the way forward, the crowd gradually diverged, and it was no longer as crowded as it was at the beginning. Miss Song stopped and walked, showing some interest in the small stalls along the way.

Vendors selling fluorescent headbands and small toys don't need to shout, people will naturally stop and stop. She finally walked to a stall, picked out a pink rabbit doll mask, checked out and left.

She asked the old woman selling the masks, "How much?"

The old lady showed five fingers, and when she scanned the QR code to check out, she turned five hundred without any doubt.

When the woman found out that she was going to chase him, she had long since disappeared.

(End of this chapter)