Chapter 550 (1/2)

Few people in the world can see through song Ran's mind.

After song took back Fengrui's management right, party a needed Mr. Song's signature to execute the agreement. When song ran sent the agreement to his father's study, the old man was dumb for a long time.

The next morning, at the dinner table, song's father pretended to be indifferent while drinking porridge: ”the equity transfer agreement is not so complicated, how did you invite Lao Zhou?”

Lao Zhou is the imperial lawyer of Mr. Song. Because he is old, he doesn't want to trouble him with ordinary small things.

Song ran recognized the meaning of his father's words, and had no intention of concealing it at the moment. He put an egg he had peeled into his mother's plate next to him, and then he said, ”the terms of the divorce agreement are better read by the old man. After all, the premarital agreements were drafted by him.”

The word ”divorce” fell in Song's father's ear, but song's mother, who had just taken an egg to eat, heard this, but she seemed to be shocked and exclaimed: ”divorce?”

After that, the egg passed between the fingers and rolled from the table to the floor.

The old man's eyes widened a little, then turned to look at the father and daughter, who looked pale and pale beside him. He thought he had heard something wrong. He slapped his palm on the table and asked, ”who is divorced?”

”Me.”

Song ran pushed a cup of milk in front of her mother, and she looked at her in a shallow way, ”my monk Rui is divorced.”

Song's father always quietly drank the porridge in front of him, which made his mother's face red and red, and asked, ”what's the matter? Is he not good to you again?”

Song ran was a little dumbfounded. She opened her lips and teeth, and finally responded with a light smile: ”no, the divorce process went smoothly. Your daughter has not been wronged.”

Next to the song father heard, gently hummed out a voice, with a little overbearing and doting said: ”who can let my daughter suffer injustice?”

Don't say that she song Ran has never been a perfectionist. Even if someone has coaxed song ran like that in those years, he can't hide it from him.

After thinking about it, he laughed and held the milk cup in his hand. ”It seems that today is a good day.”

Song ran followed with a knowing smile, but the expression on his mother's face was gloomy.

”Xiao Ran is a woman after all. What's your father saying?”

She loves her daughter from a different, more feminine perspective.

On the issue of ”women's happiness theory”, song Ran is not interested in arguing with her mother, because it is very clear that not everyone has such a good fortune that she can be spoiled for a small part of her life by a man of her choice, so that her concept of love has gradually deviated.

She also lost her appetite. She pushed aside the chair under her body and stood up. Before leaving the restaurant, she turned back and said, ”in the afternoon, I will send a driver to pick you up, and I have something to tell you.”

Finish saying also wait for mother to ask again what, then went to the living room to take clothes and bag to go out.

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in the afternoon, the driver arranged by song ran arrived on time and arrived at a high-end private maternity hospital in the city about half an hour later. Mrs. song took her husband's hand and went upstairs. When the doctor led her to the independent baby room, her face was full of shock and anxiety.

Her white knuckles were embedded in her husband's fine cashmere sweater and stood outside the big white door, staring at the cartoon baby's head painted with pink paint, and her eyes turned red.

Turn to see song ran, see her standing at the end of the crowd, the expression is always cold and indifferent.