Chapter 30 What Kind of Husband Are You to Me?

Chapter 30 what kind of husband are you to me?

The phone was charged and finally turned on. She saw several missed calls, Lin Chenghuan's, Qiao Qing's, and Tian Mi's.

She called again and again, and finally called Lin Chenghuan.

As soon as the call was connected, his wish was, "Happy birthday, Ran Ran."

"Thank you." Su Ran smiled.

"I called you today, but my phone was turned off. What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry, my phone is out of battery. It hasn't been charged. Chenghuan, why are you looking for me?"

"Nothing. I just wanted to ask you and Vichy out for dinner."

From childhood, Su Ran's birthday was almost forgotten. Qiao Qing's whole mind was on Su Hao. Maybe he didn't remember his daughter's birthday at all, and Su Hao probably didn't know what month Su Ran's birthday was until now.

When Lin Chenghuan was a child, he lived with his grandmother, who lived next door to su ran's house. Because the two courtyards were next to each other, surrounded only by a fence, once his football was kicked into the courtyard of su ran's house. He climbed over the fence to pick up the ball and accidentally saw a little girl in the house.

That was the first time he saw Su Ran.

She was carefully pulling Qiao Qing's clothes and begging her, "Mom, it's my birthday today. Can you buy me a cake later?"

Qiao Qing pointed at the score on the table with a look of impatience, "Sure, if you can pull this song out for me tonight, I'll buy you a cake."

After that, Lin Chenghuan heard the occasional cello sound coming from next door the whole day.

But obviously, Su Ran was not capable of playing that song.

Lin Chenghuan then went to the cake shop and bought a small but beautiful cake. He climbed over the fences of the two yards and heard the cello. He saw through the window that Su Ran was still practicing and didn't want to stop.

He knocked on the window. Su Ran came over and opened the window in confusion. He handed the cake to her, "Happy birthday."

Every year since then, Lin Chenghuan worried that Su Ran would be alone on her birthday, so she would accompany her every time.

She was looking for her today, but her phone had been turned off.

Knowing that Lin Chenghuan had been looking for her all day, Su Ran felt sorry too, "Chenghuan, I'm sorry. I..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the phone in her hand was taken away.

She turned around and saw Song Tingyu standing behind her with her cell phone in her hand. She hung up the phone and threw it at the bedside table.

Su Ran was very dissatisfied with his actions and frowned. She reached out to get her phone. She and lin shenghuan had not finished talking.

Song Tingyu pulled her back and looked at her gloomily with his deep eyes, "I've told you many times to keep your distance from Lin Chenghuan. Do you take my words as a whisper?"

Su Ran was so angry that he punched his chest with his hand, "That doesn't mean I want to break up with him. I just keep in touch with him as a friend!"

"Really?" Song Tingyu raised an eyebrow, obviously not believing it.

Su Ran glared at him, "What right do you have to hang up on me?"

"I'm your husband. Is that enough?"

"Husband?" Su Ran smiled sarcastically, "What kind of husband are you to me? What kind of husband and wife are we? Besides, we'll get divorced soon..."

Her voice gradually faded, and there seemed to be a slight sadness between her eyes and brows.

Song Tingyu hated her the most. Before he could even react, he had already held Su Ran's face, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead, the center of his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, all the way down, and finally stopped at her red lips, and then tossed and turned to kiss her deeply.

Su Ran's breath gradually became unstable and he tried to push Song Tingyu away, but his hands were weak.

She felt that she was really useless, as long as she was provoked by this man, she would easily fall into the trap he set, unable to extricate herself.

Just as the two of them were getting lost, Song Tingyu's phone vibrated again.

Su Ran woke up in an instant, pushed Song Tingyu away and got out of bed to get his phone. It was Lin Chenghuan's.

She probably hung up the phone just now for no reason, so he was worried that he would call again.

Su Ran answered quickly, "Chenghuan, I'm sorry. There was something wrong with my phone."

"Nothing." Lin Chenghuan smiled, "Ran Ran, I'm going abroad for a while. Tomorrow night's plane. Let's have dinner together in the afternoon. Bring Vichy here too. I haven't seen him for a long time..."

"Okay."

Su ran stood barefooted on the woolen carpet with her cell phone in her hands. Her long hair was scattered behind her. Her clothes were messed up because of her earlier actions, and several buttons on her shirt were untied by Song Tingyu.

Because Song Tingyu had kissed her lips so hard just now, she looked a little red and swollen, like the most tender and fresh cherry.

She was seriously on the phone, but she didn't realize how tempting she was at the moment.

Unbuttoned shirts revealed his exquisite collarbone. Song Tingyu took out a sapphire blue box from his coat pocket and opened it. Inside was the collarbone chain he bought today.

He took the chain and walked towards su ran. This time, instead of hanging up on her phone, he just unbuttoned the necklace, put the chain around her neck, and removed her long hair.

Su Ran could only feel the cool skin on her collarbone. She looked down and was stunned.

Song Tingyu had put a necklace on her.

She touched the pendant with her finger. It was in the shape of a butterfly. She even felt three letters on the back of the pendant.

The meaning of these three letters was immediately understood.

But what did Song Tingyu mean? Why did they carve their names on this pendant?

With that in mind, she didn't even hear what lin shenghuan was saying on the other end of the phone. Song Tingyu, on the other hand, held her shoulder with his hand, lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips against her ear, "Do you like it?"

Su Ran could not tell what he felt in his heart at this moment. There was joy, but there was also melancholy, as well as doubt and uneasiness.

"Ran Ran, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Lin Chenghuan asked.

Su Ran came back to his senses, "It's okay. What did you just say to me?"

Lin Chenghuan's voice was a little helpless, "I'm asking you, has your father's problem been solved?"

"Solved... Solved..."

Su Ran shivered and her voice was a little unsteady, because Song Tingyu suddenly opened her mouth and bit her earlobe.