Chapter 554 (2/2)

”The old lady asked me to return it to you.” Song ran looked down at the old man with some rickets in front of her eyes. Her words were always calm, ”she said that she was old and didn't need you to return this favor.”

In fact, when Mrs. Qi sent this photo to song ran, she said, ”if they don't agree, you can take this photo to him, and say that you can remember the kindness of that year. What he owes me, what I owe you, let him give it back to you for me.”

But here, she did not say too clearly, because it is very clear that the effect will not be bad when the time is over.

Before the old man began to ask, she had already seen the other party's mind, and said, ”the old lady is in good health now. She occasionally mentions that she lived here, and she is worried about you and your wife.”

After a pause, he glanced at the man next to him and said, ”let me say hello to your son for her.”

When Mrs. Qi accompanied her husband on a business trip in the ancient town, she once saved the wife of the mayor's family from childbirth, which was equivalent to saving their mother and son.

More than 30 years later, the favor finally fell to song ran.With that, she didn't mean to stay any longer and turned to the parking lane.

After driving out of the lane, the assistant, who was completely relieved, was surprised and slightly frustrated. ”I thought you came here just to find Miss Qi. You still have such a hand.”

The frustration comes from Song Ran's always cold and independent nature. Her demand for assistants is not as good as that of the general president. It is not uncommon for her to reveal her thoughts until the last moment like today.

Song ran recognized her pain and sipped her lips lightly. ”Go back to the hotel first and fly to Kyoto at night. In the afternoon, you have half a day's free time.”

The young assistant raised his eyebrows and unconsciously stepped on the accelerator. ”I heard that there is a oldest phoenix tree in front of the ancient temple on the top of the Phoenix Mountain. You can pray. Miss, are you sure you don't want to go?”

The car body drives to the ancient road, her eyes color half squint, carelessly way: ”forget it, I am not interested.”

Then he reclined on the back of his chair and closed his eyes for a rest. When he wanted to tell him something, he heard the voice of hesitation and said ”Ai”.

Song ran didn't care. He put his arms in front of him and opened his eyes because after that light call, he added, ”isn't that Mr. Shan?”

The assistant slowed down the car as he spoke.

Song ran followed his reputation and saw a car stop by a side road in front of him. The man was coming out of the path. He had no idea what he was holding in his arms. He opened the door carefully and put it in. Then he bent down again.

There was a certain distance between the two cars. When the man closed the door, the engine started quickly and the wheels rolled up a cloud of dust and drove forward.

They don't seem to have been found.

Song ran gathers her eyebrows, takes back her sight and instructs her assistant to continue driving.

But the car didn't speed up as expected. The assistant pulled over, opened the door and went down before Song ran could react. After a while, he turned back and handed it out with a black wallet in his hand. ”It seems that Mr. Shan lost it.”

Song ran stares at the purse which is stained with a little dust for a long time, and finally gives a fair judgment on the young woman's ”full of enthusiasm”.

”It's the trouble you picked up. You can take care of it yourself.”

Having said that, she turned her gaze coldly.