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Song Youran was at home alone. He took a bath, watered the flowers, read the books and passed the time.

He tried to act as if nothing had happened.

Except for deceiving himself.

She seemed to have no other choice.

Around 6 PM.

His phone kept ringing. Song Youran stared blankly at the table that he had cooked personally for a long time before picking up the phone.

"Song Youran, what are you doing?"

His good friend's anxious and angry voice came from the other end of the phone, "Has Xie Song's wife changed?" For such an urgent matter like working with the Su Family, the person who was attending the party with Xie Jingchuan was Shi Wei? Little San climbed on your head and didn't react. Are you dead? "

Song Youran remained silent. Only after a long while did he manage to find his voice, "Yiwen …"

"The party starts at 7: 30."

Ye Yiwen quickly said, "I'll send you the address, change your clothes immediately!"

Song Youran paused, "I'm not coming over anymore..."

"Aren't you coming?"

Ye Yiwen was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, "Do you know what I want to do the most right now?"

Song Youran did not speak.

Ye Yiwen said: "I want to split your head to see how much water has entered!"

"Yiwen."

Song Youran said in a low voice, "I … "It's pretty good."

"Still not coming?"

Ye Yiwen was so angry that he laughed instead, "Then I'll go and splash that slut a cup of wine right now. I won't be the only one to die from anger."

Finished.

The call ended.

"Yiwen!"

Song Youran called again, but the man refused to answer.

She looked at the untouched dishes on the table, quickly changed into a set of long skirt, and went to the address Ye Yiwen sent her.

Golden Age Hotel, 18th floor.

"I'm sorry, miss."

The security guard stopped her, "This is a business party. You can't enter without an invitation."

Song Youran had not been to the company for a long time, but no one who knew her looked at her strangely.

It was as if they were looking at some woman who wanted to sneak into a banquet to climb high.

It was true that Song Youran had the ability to back up his looks.

Her exquisite facial features were bright and charming, and she wore a long black dress that revealed her fair and beautiful legs. There seemed to be traces of her faintly discernible under the lace on her shoulders.

It's really hard to stop thinking about it.

"I am …"

Song Youran paused for a moment. He didn't like her calling herself Madam Song on any occasions, even if it meant getting into a relationship with him.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have an invitation card. Please leave as soon as possible!"

"I am Song Youran."

"No," she said.

"Director Song …"

Just as Xie Jingchuan's assistant, Liang Yi, reached the door, she saw this scene and immediately felt a little awkward.

"Follow me."

Song Youran nodded.

As Liang Yi walked, he said: "I am truly sorry, Director Song, I did not manage to arrange everything."

He didn't mention that Song Youran would come. Ever since the Song and Xie Clans merged into one, most of the matters were handled by Xie Jingchuan. In the beginning, Song Youran would show up at the company every few days.

It was said that there was no room for two tigers in the same mountain, so Song Youran took the initiative to leave the company.

For the past two years, the company had basically forgotten that "Boss Song" existed.

"None of your business."

Song Youran's lips curved up into a smile.

He was no longer used to such occasions. Beside him were well-dressed men. Women with delicate makeup weaved through the crowd, chatting happily between their clothes.

Even if he was in the middle of the crowd, Song Youran would be the first one to look for Xie Jingchuan.

The corner of the man's mouth curled up into a smile. He was chatting with the people beside him, and his usually cold expression became a bit more gentle and refined.

He did not look like Song Youran was around.

Song Youran watched from afar, afraid that everything would change once he got closer.

"Director Song, I'll bring you there?"

Liang Yi saw all of this happen.

Suddenly, he felt that this woman was a bit pitiful.

It was unknown when the man next to Shi Wei suddenly leaned in and whispered with him. It looked intimate and ambiguous.

Song Youran opened his eyes.

Turning his head, he saw Ye Yiwen carrying a glass of red wine, quickly walking through the crowd, straight towards the two people.

Splash that bitch with a glass of wine...

Ye Yiwen was the type of person who would do what he said he would do.

Song Youran frowned, he also walked quickly towards the other two people, "Yiwen."

she shouted.

Unfortunately, he was a step too late.

The wine in Ye Yiwen's cup had already been spilled, and just then, Shi Wei turned his body to the side to avoid it.

The glass of red wine was poured all over the translator beside him.

Instantly, the entire audience went silent.

Ye Yiwen was startled, then quickly responded: "Who hit me just now? I'm really sorry. "

Xie Jingchuan's face darkened, "Xiao Li, go and change your clothes first."

"He's about to go on stage." Shi Xiaoxiao looked as if she was about to cry. "It's not too late to change now."

The Su family specialized in overseas markets. Most of them were English and French. Some of them were Spanish. They didn't understand Chinese at all.

"Give me the information."

"Give me the information."

Song Youran and Xie Jingchuan said in unison.

The man looked at her with eyes as cold and thin as the night sky. "Who asked you to come?"