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1156, good son come a 70

After breakfast, Song Ruili took Han Xiang's car to Bo's company.

This was also the reason why Han Xiang knocked on Ning Dai's door in the morning, or the most upright excuse.

The atmosphere in the car was dull.

As soon as he got on the bus, Han Xiang buried his head in the documents, seeming to have forgotten Song Ruili as a passenger.

Song Ruili looked away several times, but never dared to speak rashly for fear of disturbing him.

Until Han Xiang took the initiative and said, "What do you want to say?"

"My brother is not sensible. I'm sorry just now." Song Ruili said, first apologizing for Song Ruiwei's rudeness during breakfast.

Han Xiang didn't even raise his head, and his tone was even calmer: "It doesn't matter."

Knowing who taught it, he wouldn't have the extra thought to care about it.

Song Ruili said a pale thank you. He didn't know what else to say for a moment, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind. He actually mentioned the incident of Ning Dai hiding in the corner of the living room in the middle of the night.

After he finished speaking, Song Ruili felt regretful and wanted to bite off his tongue.

What stupid thing is he doing? Why is he bringing this up!

After hearing this, Han Xiang actually raised his head from the document, frowned and stared at one place, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment, he nodded: "Thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to safety. Others may not be able to,

But she..."

It’s hard to describe in one word.

Song Ruili also frowned: "You seem to know her very well?"

After asking, he added in a superfluous way: "We have lived together for so many years, and I have never heard her mention that she knew you. She also said that she didn't know you at all." After saying this, she felt inexplicably guilty.

Han Xiang heard the difference and couldn't help but curl his lips and smile. The light smile had a deep meaning.

Song Rui stood up and wanted to continue asking, but Han Xiang glanced at him, changed the subject, and asked coldly: "How old are you?"

After swallowing all the questions that were on his lips, Song Ruili answered: "...seventeen."

"You are already seventeen. Don't you think you should live your own life? Is it appropriate to live in the same room with a young woman?"

Song Ruili: "..."

Why did the topic suddenly come up here?

But when Han Xiang looked at him like this, Song Ruili suddenly felt like he was being seen through.

This prevented him from having any eye contact with Han Xiang, and he could only dare to answer when his eyes were averted: "Both of them need to be taken care of."

Han Xiang smiled mockingly and looked back at the document.

"Since my parents' accident, only the three of us have depended on each other..."

Han Xiang interrupted him uninterested: "Don't take yourself too seriously. To her, you may just be someone who can be thrown away after use."

If you think you are important, you will be slapped in the face sooner or later.

Song Ruili ignored his words and suddenly felt courageous. He seemed to be declaring his sovereignty and said like a guarantee: "I will try my best to grow up and become a real man who can be relied on as soon as possible. I will take care of her for the rest of my life."

"Oh. She knows?"

"She promised to wait for me."

"Oh."

Han Xiang looked at the contents of the document, but could not read a single word. His lowered eyes were filled with powerless annoyance.

There was even a mark made by fingers on one corner of the document.

Eating young grass is amazing.

What's so great!

...nothing remarkable.

Song Ruili was not having a good time at this time. Somehow, when he was alone with Han Xiang, he would have an aura of unwillingness to admit defeat lingering in his heart.

Perhaps it is because compared to Han Xiang, he has a self-awareness that he cannot compare, so he wants to win even more.

Even if it's just a mouthful.

The car fell into silence again.

The silence lasted until the car entered the company's own underground garage.

Han Xiang put away the documents and said calmly: "I can't say I'm disgusted with you, nor do I have any good impressions of you. Still, you won't have a share in the Bo family's property. Do you want to raise her? Rely on your own hands."

When he got out of the car, he glanced at her again: "I hope you can afford it."

Song Ruili silently accepted the challenge: "I will do it. I have never thought about any property of the Bo family."

The two looked at each other and turned their heads.

The so-called war between men always seems to start at an inexplicable point and inexplicably.

When outsiders heard this, they were completely confused.

Just like the driver who drives Han Xiang.

After listening to the whole thing, I was stunned not to understand a word.



In a few days, August passed and September arrived, and all primary and secondary schools ushered in the first day of school.

This time, elementary school and high school are in two different directions. Song Ruili can no longer take Song Ruiwei along on the way to school. Moreover, Song Ruiwei has just entered the new school. The first day of school is the opening ceremony, and parents need to accompany them.

As a result, the whole family, one large and one small, who should have gone out long ago, suddenly got into trouble together. By the time they were properly dressed and ready to go out, it was already too late.

After leaving the house, Ning Dai checked with Song Ruiwei for the last time whether she had brought everything she should have brought.

The two of them arrived at the elevator after answering questions, but they didn't notice that someone was following behind them, and then followed them into the elevator together.

When they entered the elevator, they realized that there were uninvited guests around them.

Immediately, they squinted with consistent expressions and turned their eyes at Han Xiang.

Han Xiang calmly pretended to turn a blind eye to the rolls of his eyes.

But in his heart, he was thinking about the scene he saw when he first went out. She really looked like a mother. It turned out that he had never imagined that she looked like this.

The glare lasted until the elevator was about to reach the bottom floor. However, just when Ning Dai was about to take off in a cool and domineering posture, Song Ruiwei suddenly pulled Ning Dai's clothes and said: "Mom, I want to

Go to the toilet."

Ning Dai staggered on the spot.

"Didn't you just go on it when you were out?"

"It was a small one just now, but now I want a big one." Song Ruiwei said aggrievedly.

Ning Dai: "..."

"Hold it!" Ning Dai said directly: "It's already late, I'll take a taxi for you, you hold it in until you get to school first."

Song Ruiwei burst into tears when he heard this. How could he hold it back?

Ning Dai also wanted to cry. She was promised to be a comrade in the war camp. How could she lose control in front of the enemy at the critical moment?

As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Ruiwei had already pressed the floor button on his own initiative, and then pressed the button desperately.

At this time, Han Xiang was still in the elevator.

Ning Dai was paralyzed: This pig teammate.

As the elevator went up, Han Xiang, who was silent, suddenly said: "It's morning rush hour and we can't get a taxi here, so I'll give you a ride."

Ning Dai glanced at her in horror. Did the actor take poison today?

He actually changed his profession to be a good person, which scares me to death!

But she will never be confused by his sudden abnormality: "I am so young and don't want to get into a car accident."

He looks at her every day with a look that hates her to the point of killing her. Does she dare to get in his car?

Then……
Chapter completed!
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