Chapter 514 (1/2)

At the beginning, song ran insisted on marrying shangrui, but the old man of Song Dynasty was against it.

Because of this matter, the father and daughter had a big conflict, but the final outcome was like most of the father daughter confrontation in real life, and finally Mr. Song compromised.

But there are also conditions for his compromise, which is the fundamental reason why the fact of their marriage has not been known to outsiders.

Until now, she began to taste the bitter fruit that she had planted. When she was awakened and had an epiphany, the master never asked what to investigate, did not uncover her scars, but tried to maintain her dignity and pride, and supported what she wanted to do without saying a word.

He was not afraid of what song ran did wrong, so he let her do it, because he firmly believed in his daughter's ability, and even more firmly believed that even if he did not succeed, he could clean up the mess for her easily.

So when she wanted him to support Shao Yunchen, he supported the whole operation of you Mao without saying a word, just as he had supported Fengrui.

Now even his mother has noticed something wrong. When he wanted to send someone to check, he stopped him. He was indifferent on the surface, ”let her solve her own problems. Are you busy?”

In fact, he just knew his daughter too much, and didn't want to let some things belonging to the dignity level completely open in front of the public.

Thinking of the past, and then on the song master today has no meaning, song ran mouth sour, in the heart of a bitter smile.

After entering the restaurant, she turned her head and saw that her daughter didn't follow. Song's mother looked back and waved to the sofa, ”Xiao ran, wash your hands and have dinner.”

Song ran didn't answer, but his steps followed him. When he finished washing his hands and went into the restaurant, he seemed to suddenly think of something and looked up at her.

”By the way, there is one more thing when I call. His little son just returned home a year ago. Recently, there will be business contacts between Shanghai and Kyoto. He may not know much about domestic affairs. You can take more care of them then.”

Just sitting at the table, song ran was hesitant for a moment when he heard this, but he also quickly settled down and said, ”I know.”

After eating quietly, she did not lift her head. She took the soup from the servant and handed it to her. She said with a smile, ”I heard that the little boy of the single family also went to the charity dinner this time. Have you seen it?”

Hearing his mother's words, song ran suddenly realized that there was a vague figure in his mind. The man holding the champagne to her seemed to have lived abroad for a long time.

Although there are only a few short sentences about the specific chat content, song Ran has never paid attention to the useless information.

Then gently stirred the soup bowl in front of him with a spoon, and asked, ”what's your name?”

”Shan Rao.”

This time, song Fu answered and looked at his daughter with a smile. ”He is young and promising. He has his own company in England. I heard that he has done well. This time he comes back because of some changes in his family.”

After a pause, there was a rare comment: ”I think that boy is good.”

”Shan Rao?”

Song ran thought to herself that it seemed that he had a little impression, and he had to take a look at his father.

See his face calm and calm, just like the words out of the heart, not with much deliberate ingredients.

At the moment, Mr. Zeng Rui has always been a good friend of the old man, but if he doesn't know how to be an old man at the dinner table, he doesn't like him.

Even the mother of song realized the abnormality, and looked at the old man on the main seat with some blame, ”how is the son of others? Can you praise it?”

Song's mother was well protected by her husband in her whole life. She never had to worry about social intercourse. Therefore, she looked at people simply. She was not as complicated as other people on the table.

After blaming her husband, she takes a look at Shang Rui. He is holding his breath and looking down at the bowl of chicken soup that the servant has put in front of her. Her expression is somewhat stagnant.

The man didn't show too much emotion, and he couldn't stop drinking soup, but later he took a chopsticks dish into song Ran's bowl next to him, and then took his own.

I didn't say a word.