Chapter 33 Tell Grandma That

Chapter 33 you talk to grandma about this

Su Ran looked at Lin Chenghuan, "You should go back. You have to catch the plane later. Drive carefully."

"Well, call me if you need anything." Lin Chenghuan still had the same warm smile.

"Okay."

As soon as Su Ran nodded, he was blinded by the light in front of him and a car drove past them.

The half-open window revealed Song Tingyu's side face.

Lin Chenghuan saw it too. He didn't say anything, "Okay, go back."

Su Ran carried Song Weixi back through the yard and back to the house. Just as he was about to take out the key to open the door, the door was opened from inside.

Su Ran was stunned when he saw the person inside.

Song Tingyu did not say a word, but his eyes were still distant. He reached out and took Song Weixi from her arms, then carried him upstairs to his room.

When Su Ran returned from Song Weixi's room, Song Tingyu had already taken a bath and was sitting on the sofa, drinking red wine.

Anyway, this was how she got along with Song Tingyu, so Su Ran didn't say anything. She went into the bathroom and took a shower, but found a big dark purple box on the bed.

She was silent for a moment and went to pick up the box. It was supposed to be on the bedside table. It wasn't hers. Of course it was Song Tingyu's.

Song Tingyu's deep voice came at this time, "Open the box."

Su Ran hesitated and opened the box.

Inside was a perfectly tailored white dress.

Su ran touched the dress with her hand, "This is..."

Song Tingyu had already put down his glass and walked over, standing beside her, "Your dress, the annual meeting of the Song shi in two days. Grandma told me that you and Vichy will appear this year. It's made to your size and should fit."

So this is the dress Song Tingyu gave her...

Su Ran didn't know that two days later it was the annual Song shi meeting. She never attended the annual Song shi meeting. It wasn't that she wasn't allowed to show up on the internet, but that she didn't want to go because she didn't think it was necessary.

Madam song had never forced her to appear, so the past few years had passed.

I didn't expect that even her dress was ready this year. She seemed to have to show up, and even Song Weixi was going...

But Su Ran still didn't like these occasions and didn't like to socialize.

"I don't want to go."

"Tell grandma that."

Su Ran told Madam song the next day that he didn't want to go to the Song shi annual meeting, but Madam song refused.

The reason was that as the wife of the sole heir to the Song shi, the future mistress of the Song shi, she should attend the annual meeting of the Song shi so that every employee would know her.

Madam song insisted that no matter what she said, she must attend the annual meeting.

Su Ran finally had no choice but to agree.

She actually understood what Madam song was doing. She wanted to take this opportunity to make her appear in front of everyone with Song Tingyu and Song Weixi to announce her identity.

But su ran really felt that there was no need, because her so-called identity would soon be transferred to another woman.

But no matter how repulsive she was, she knew she had to participate.

Because it was her first time appearing in the public eye, Madam song paid great attention to it and even asked the world-famous malaysian chinese shoe designer, jimmy choo, to design a shoe for her.

Soon, it was the annual Song shi meeting, which Madam song would have attended in the past, but this year, she did not appear, leaving everything to the younger generation.

The Song shi annual meeting was held at the most famous five-star hotel in Ancheng, and the hotel was booked by the Song shi on this night.

"Young master, do you want someone to rush young madam up?"

The butler asked Song Tingyu, who was sitting on the sofa.

Song Tingyu was flipping through a financial magazine when he heard that. He looked up at his watch and said in a faint voice, "No rush. Take your time. There's still time."

In fact, Su Ran upstairs also knew that she had wasted a lot of time, but speaking of it, she had hardly been to such an occasion. She did not know that there were so many things to do, and it took a lot of time to change into the dress. She wanted to casually put her hair behind her back, but Madam song was very dissatisfied, and ordered the stylist to wrap her hair up.

She also spent a lot of time on her makeup. Although it was light, it was very delicate.

Su Ran finally put on her clothes and makeup. Madam song looked around and saw the butterfly necklace on her collarbone. She picked it up with her hand and looked at it. A smile appeared on her face, "This is it?"

"Birthday present."

Madam song smiled, "Did Trial give it to you?"

Su Ran blushed and nodded.

Madam song smiled and put the necklace down without saying anything. She knew that Su Ran was a simple person, so she definitely didn't have any expensive jewelry or anything. She had asked someone to prepare a necklace, but now she found the necklace that Song Tingyu gave her.

It was more expensive than any other piece of jewelry, so she thought it was enough.

Madam song was born in a prestigious family and her ancestors were officials. Her mother was also a famous beauty in the republic of china, so she had followed her mother to various occasions since she was young, so her taste was naturally good.

Su Ran's outfit today was basically the way she wanted it to be. When she came out, even the stylist's eyes lit up.

Song Weixi was quietly reading the book and waiting. Old Mrs. Song said, "All right, Vichy, go down with your mother. Your father is still waiting for you."

Madam song couldn't wait to see how Song Tingyu would react to seeing Su Ran at this moment.

Su Ran's appearance had never been that kind of foxy, bright, beautiful, her features were exquisite and small, every place was just right, her beauty was like a orchid in an empty valley, maybe not as beautiful as peony, but it gave a refreshing feeling.

The shoes designed by jimmy choo, in the light and in the dark, would be completely different colors. They would be worn under Su Ran's feet, perfectly complementing her snow-white skin and would suit her very well.

Su Ran felt that she was exaggerating. She tugged at the hem of her dress and felt uneasy, "Grandma..." She rarely dressed like this.

Madam song ignored her, "Go down."

"Mom, let's go." Song Weixi was wearing a plaid suit, small leather shoes, and a tie on his shirt, looking like an english gentleman.