Chapter 551

After the two children returned to the Song family, song ran also sold the house in the capital city and moved back to the song house directly.

In addition to the two small lives, her life seems to be back to ten years ago.

At the end of the day, before work, her assistant came in with an express box in her arms. She said it was a package sent by Mr. Shan.

Song ran raised his hand and hit something on the keyboard. Hearing the words, he just glanced at the small box and ordered: "open it and have a look."

The assistant took out a card and a handful of carefully wrapped dried flowers. "Mr. Shan is really interesting. He treats us miss song as an ordinary little girl."

, she said, and emptied the foam in the box, and turned it over, confirming what diamonds and jewellery were hidden in it.

Song ran doesn't care, but if it's really something valuable, she can go back to the original way. However, she doesn't see a bunch of dried flowers from Mingtang, which makes her hesitant.

Stop the action in hand, look up to see that the assistant is wrapping the plastic film outside the bouquet, and then hand the card and flowers together to her in front of her, full of embarrassment asked: "how to deal with this?"

Song Ran's eyes sank. First he took the card and opened it. Then he saw two lines of unrestrained and unrestrained pen characters.

"Three years ago, I went to Provence, and three days later I realized that the purpose of my going there was to bring back this bunch of flowers to you."

There is a line of small letters in brackets under the signature, "it matches the empty vase on your desk."

At the moment when the card was closed, he felt for the empty vase out of control. He looked around the desk and didn't see it. He asked the assistant, "where is the vase I brought back from Japan before?"

"Well?" The assistant standing respectfully was stunned, then turned and pointed to a row of storage cabinets behind him, "you said you don't like the fragrance of the flowers, so I'll put them away."

Seeing that she said that she had already raised her feet to take it, song ran again eased his mind in an instant, raised his hand to stop the other party's steps, "forget it, put these things away."

She threw the card in her hand on the handful of dried flowers, got up and picked up the windbreaker coat on the back of her chair, and then went to the direction of the hanger next to her to pick up the bag. "I'll go on a business trip with me tomorrow, and I'll go back tonight to prepare for it."

After that, the assistant hurriedly packed up the things on the table. Seeing that people didn't want to stay, they asked in a hurry: "do you need any reply from Mr. Shan?"

Song Ran has already stepped out of the gate. After a brief thought, he looks back. "Tomorrow morning, my father will come to song's house. My father has entrusted him to bring back black tea from abroad. You can send me a copy to Mr. Shan. In the name of Mr. Shan, you can ask him to taste it."

When she had finished speaking, she left.

The assistant watched the figure disappear in his sight. Although he didn't quite understand the meaning of the figure, he could not refute anything. He continued to pack up his things after a slight "um".

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the next day, song Ran's assistant followed the instructions and returned to song's house to pick up the people and go to the airport.

The ticket is a riverside city near the south. She has traveled with song ran on business, but this city is the first time since she started her job.

"It's said that there is a phoenix mountain. The phoenix trees on the mountain have been for many years. Now it's the time to blossom. The red all over the mountain must be very spectacular."

On the way to the airport, the assistant always talked carefully, saying that the afterglow would always peek at Song Ran's face through the rearview mirror.

The woman glanced her head out of the window with a dim look, but she listened to most of her words and said, "you can have a half day off tomorrow afternoon. Go and have a look."

Assistant pursed lip, have a bit of accident, hesitant or ask: "otherwise you also go to have a look?"

During this period, song ran worked when she should work and rest when she should rest. It was like the divorce, which had no impact on her.

This kind of state falls in the eye of outsider, can't help but think that she is pretending to be arrogant.

Therefore, the assistant's attitude towards her during this period was more cautious than usual.

"No

The woman closed her eyes slowly, spat out two words, and then added, "I'll sleep in a hotel."

The journey from Kyoto to Phoenix is not short. When the plane landed, it was already in the evening. They took a taxi at the airport and went directly to the hotel to check in.

Coincidentally, the only five-star hotel in this city is at the foot of Fenghuang mountain. The architectural style is quite local. In order to meet the demand, they call the hotel here "inn".

The hall on the first floor of the hotel is decorated in the style of local red wood, but when you go upstairs, the layout of the rooms is no different from that of the general star hotels. Song Ran's room is on the top floor, and the assistant's room is facing her downstairs.I didn't want to go out for dinner, so I called the delivery service. After sitting at the desk outside the suite, I turned on the computer, and when I was busy processing the mail, I took a glance at the assistant who was packing her luggage. I told him, "you don't have to be busy here. Go back first."

The assistant stood up and raised his feet to go out of the house. When he heard the cold voice behind him, "take the ticket stub and send a circle of friends."

"Well?" She stopped and turned around, her face full of unknown, so, "you don't mean that the daily business trip can't be easy..."

Said here, suddenly consciously stopped the front of the conversation, changed the way: "I know."

What Miss Song wants to do, she doesn't need to ask why.

And the woman who is working on her email seems to have no idea of answering her questions.

About ten minutes later, the circle of friends with the photos of the hotel and the airport had come out. The intimate assistant cut the picture and asked, "is that ok?"

She smiles and says "good" casually.

The assistant, who was dragging his slippers out and was using his mobile phone at night market stalls near Baidu, got a positive response, and was more confident and bold in preparing to go downstairs to buy food.

Because I kept my head down all the way, I didn't notice that when the elevator door opened, the man who came out of the door and passed by her stopped and stared at her for a long time.

Until she took the mobile phone back to her pocket, the talent turned around in a hurry and walked away.

After turning the corridor, I went into the stairwell next to me. I climbed up one floor to the top floor and banged on the door.

The man in the door just came out from the bath, wrapped in half a bath towel and was about to put on clothes. After hearing the impatient knock on the door, he did not feel the frown and lost his clothes in his hand. He stepped forward three or two steps.

Open the door, support the doorframe with one hand, and stare at the visitor with displeasure: "what's the matter with you?"

Facing the sight, it is the man's strong chest, and his sight goes down a little bit. Yan Hao swallows his mouth in silence and points back, "this, I just saw Xiao Han..."

He stammered, and his eyes were nowhere to be placed.

Because he was suspected of having an improper male relationship with his young master, he would be more sensitive to this aspect, and his ears would turn red as soon as he finished speaking.

Shan Rao didn't know it. He pulled down the towel on his shoulder and rubbed the water stains from the hair tip to the chest casually. He asked, "which little Han?"

"Yes, Miss Song's assistant!"

The words fall, in front of the shame of the bath towel should also answer the sound and fall, eyes just stare at that should not stare at the place, the heart instantly "Dong Dong" jump up.

"Little, young master..."

Yan Hao's throat was tight. He held out a finger and pointed to a part of the man's body. "Your bath towel fell off..."

The next second, listen to the "bang" sound, in front of the door suddenly hit the nose, hurt people in front of a black, almost on the spot breathless fell to the ground.

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