Chapter 769
He Is Warmer Than Time
769 Only song ran can act as fan Lihua
Song ran could not help but laugh. She instructed her Secretary, â âUncle li, why donât you send Weiwei home first? Iâm fine with it.â
Biological daughter? sheâs nothing. Wen Huihui, youâll have to spend a lot of effort to fight for love.
On the way, song ran and Wen Huihui sat side by side in the car, while Yin Hua sat in the front passenger seat.
Song ran chuckled and smiled. miss Weiwei, Iâm sorry. My godmother asked uncle li to send me home first. Youâre not angry, are you? â
Wen Huihui was so angry that her face darkened even more. She forced a smile and said, â Xiao ran, you must be joking. How could I be angry with Madam over such a small matter? â
âWhy havenât you changed the way you address me? Itâs too distant to call you Madam. Godmother has been looking for you for many years. You should call her mother earlier and let her fulfill her wish.â
Wen Huihui lifted her chin slightly and said arrogantly, â âI know what to do at what time. Iâm not used to it yet.â
Song ran sighed and clicked her tongue,âaunt Lin, youâre so pitiful, ran ran.â
The car stopped at the old alley where Lin Xiulan lived. Song ran said meaningfully, â âWei Wei, I really have to trouble you to continue living in This Old House.â
Wen Huihui got out of the car. Iâve been living here for more than ten years. Itâs not hard.
In order to avoid living in such an old and worn house, Wen Huihui did not hesitate to be thick-skinned and live with her father who treated her badly. She was not willing to stay with her mother who loved her dearly. Song ran could not understand what kind of person was thinking.
She rolled down the window and said to the person standing outside, â my godmother is a little prejudiced, so I will persuade her to put you first in everything in the future. I wonât fight with you for godmotherâs love, so donât worry.
Wen Huihuiâs face turned green with anger.âDo I need you to persuade me?â Song ran, you think too highly of yourself.
However, the chiefâs wifeâs Secretary was also there, so she could only continue to pretend to be weak and considerate.âDonât say that. Weâre both Madamâs daughters.â
Song ran smiled. uncle li, itâs done. Please send me home.
The Secretary then drove the car away. As a bystander, the Secretary felt that this goddaughter was much better than the directorâs wifeâs biological daughter.
Whether it was in terms of looks or the way she dealt with people, song ran was clearly better. In fact, she was much better.
Song ran might look like she was trying to flatter Wen Huihui, but Wen Huihui was trying to hide her true feelings.
In short, Wen Huihui did not give off a comfortable feeling. However, she was Madamâs biological daughter. Even if he did not like her, he could only continue to serve this young lady.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
In front of the song familyâs mansion, song ran got out of the car. The Secretary smiled at her and said, â Xiao ran, you canât ignore Madam just because she has found her biological daughter. You have to spend more time with her in the future.
Song ran smiled. thatâs for sure. It wasnât easy for me to get a strong backing. Iâll definitely hold on to it firmly.
Secretary li was amused by her again. This little girl was so pretty and cute. She was really better than her biological daughter.
Sigh, fate is making a fool of us.
Song ran did not enter her own house. She went straight to yang Haitaoâs place. When he saw song ranâs serious expression, yang Haitao knew that his sister-in-law was here to rush him again.
He rushed to say, â ran, thereâs a lead. Thereâs a lead. I was about to tell you today. You werenât home.
Yang Haitaoâs house was warm and cozy. Song Xuan was still watching television on the sofa. Song ran quickly walked over and sat down beside her sister. Song Xuan grabbed her hands and said, â âWhy are you wearing so little on a snowy day?â
Song ran sighed. actually, itâs mainly my heart thatâs cold. Thatâs why my hands are cold.
âSecond miss, why are you so upset?â song Xuan looked at her with blame.