"Yes, I really haven't seen the world."
Song Yarong doesn't want to quarrel with her. She answers perfunctorily, pretending that she doesn't hear the sneers of several people around her, and with some language she doesn't understand.
Subconsciously looking at the past, I found that several lovely looking girls, song Yarong, slightly side her head. From their language, I can tell that they are not from T country. Although they have the same black hair and yellow skin, they are not from China.
Listen carefully a few words, should be r people, they point at Song Yarong.
Song Yarong can't understand what they are saying, but she can understand their expressions. Most of all, song Yarong can't be an actor. How can she not dress up or be poor.
It has to be said that song Yarong's guess is quite correct.
Don't know the difference is so big outside, song Yarong chuckles, turns around and is ready to leave, and the eyes of the girls face up, the expression on the aspect is embarrassed, and she is about to leave with a smile.
"Yarong!"
Suddenly called to the name, song Yarong Leng for a moment, subconsciously back, see from the truck down a person, is staring at her, impressively is before did not know the trace of Su Yiran.
Song Yarong's face changed, staring at the unloaded clothes, shocked: "this..."
"Which room are you in? I'll have someone move in for you. "
"It's all for me?"
The shock on Song Yarong's face has no idea how to hide, staring at each other foolishly.
"Of course, it's not for you. Who else? What's the matter? "
Su Yiran saw song Yarong's expression is not quite right, subconsciously asked.
Other people's faces don't know how to describe it. They only feel that their faces are very painful. In front of them, they also think that the clothes on the girl's body are inferior. Now it seems that their eyes are inferior.
Song Yarong can't laugh or cry: "no, why do you buy so many clothes?"
"Why can't I be nice to my daughter?"
Although Su Yiran is a famous actor here, there is no reporter here. Otherwise, the sentence just exported is definitely a proper bomb.
Song Yarong was stunned. She felt sour and warm. She didn't know how to describe it. She pursed her lips, "but I can't finish buying so many."
"Then change it one day." Su Yiran is very domineering. She smiles, looks at other people's strange eyes, and holds song Yarong's hand.
Of course, some people know Su Yiran here, but they don't know her Chinese name. When they see her iconic Oriental style clothes, they know that it's Elia Daves. Although they don't understand Chinese, it doesn't matter. Looking at the interaction between them, they know that it's not so simple.
Song Yarong is a little scared, but also a little excited. She is used to being in a passive state. Now she is pulled by Su Yiran, and she doesn't know how to get rid of her.
And this tangled time, then by Su Yiran default is to take care of oneself.
More happy on the face, Su Yiran smile: "if you feel some trouble, I will help you pack it back home."
"Still not... Can I return it?"
In the final analysis, song Yarong is still not used to luxury life. He is worried about what bad influence these will cause.
"No, you can only accept it. I'll send it back for you."
As it happens, Jin Beihan and Chen Mingming come down from the stairs and see them standing together. They look at the truck's clothes again. They are suspiciously silent.
Chen Mingming still pretends that he doesn't know Su Yiran, but Jin Beihan wants to say hello to her. How can he say that he is also the current mentor of their team.
"Ms. Davis, what can I do for you now?" Jin Beihan didn't want to let them have more contact, because he had thought before that if song Yarong and Su Yiran were together, he would definitely stay in T country. At that time... It's not convenient for Jin Beihan to pull people back.
"Nothing. Let's go to dinner together."
Su Yiran is very calm and looks at Song Yarong with a smile. His happiness spreads to his face.
Wan Shanshan took a look at her and then at Chen Mingming. She suddenly went up and asked in a low voice, "why is the goddess so close to ya Rong all of a sudden?"
"This... How to say, let Yarong say it by himself at that time."
Chen Mingming is embarrassed. He doesn't know how to explain it. He can't directly say that it's his sister, but song Yarong is their goddess's dry daughter, right?This news is too explosive. Let's wait until song Yarong is willing to come back.
Song Yarong was forced to drag her to dinner. She felt her stomach and said, "I just had dinner."
"That's OK. You can drink some juice. I'll send the clothes to you first. You can give me an address."
"What clothes?"
"Just that truck of clothes."
Song Yarong shamefully wants to cover her face. How can she explain to others? She can't convince herself now!!
Wan Shanshan and others are shocked. They pull song Yarong and ask in a low voice, "is that truck full of clothes for you?"
"Right..." Song Yarong still wanted to refuse. She always felt that if she accepted the gift, she couldn't separate the relationship between them, although she couldn't separate them.
"My God, Yarong, what's the relationship between you and the goddess?"
"I... Oh, I'll talk to you later when I have time. Why don't we have dinner first?"
Song Yarong was a little relieved that she had been fooled. She didn't expect Su Yiran to be so direct, and she was not afraid that their relationship would leak out. You should know how explosive the news that a new generation of goddess of art had a daughter was!
After a meal, Su Yiran has been staring at Song Yarong. Song Yarong only stares at the things in front of her and sips the juice. She is unwilling to look up, and Jin Beihan's eyes fall on her gently.
When a meal was over, Su Yiran suddenly looked serious and asked, "what's the relationship between Mr. Jin and our family Yarong?"
In a daze, song Yarong suddenly raises her head and subconsciously stares at Jin Beihan, a little flustered.
"What, what relationship, we will have subordinate relationship."
Song Yarong quickly explains that there are so many people here for fear of Jin Beihan's frightening words. If other people know, they won't know how to mix in the company in the future!
Wan Shanshan and they also subconsciously look at Jin Beihan. When they see his eyes staring at Song Yarong suddenly indifferent, everyone's heart is slightly tight. What's the matter? Why is the president's eyes so terrible!