Chapter 565 (1/2)

As time passed by, there were fewer vehicles on the street. All the way along, except for the brightness of street lights, the commercial areas were basically shadowy, silent and desolate.

Song ran reclined on the back of the co driver's seat and rested with his eyes closed. During this period, his throat moved a few times. Because he was so hungry in his stomach that the vehicle bumped again, he felt sick.

Mu Ming drove, looked around for two times, or turned to ask the woman around her, ”now, except for the small stalls on the night market, all the restaurants are closed, or I'll take you home, and you call your aunt to prepare something to eat?”

He originally wanted to invite song ran to his apartment. His cooking skills were good, and he served her a meal, but on second thought, it was too late for him to get in and out.

Song ran didn't speculate about his worries, but when he heard that he was returning to song's house, he waved his hand and refused the proposal. ”Go to the nearby night market and have some noodles.”

Song's house is nearly half an hour's drive away from here. Song ran knows her current state. If she doesn't eat anything, the acid water in her stomach may be uncontrollable at any time.

What's more, she didn't plan to go back to song's house today. After eating, she had to go back to the company. After taking a nap, she still had a lot of things to do.

She's not flustered, and it doesn't mean there's nothing to do.

Mu Ming listened to her words, some hesitation, but still turned the steering wheel, to the direction of the night market.

Less than 10 minutes' drive, they alighted in a crowded parking area nearby, then walked to the nearest noodle shop on the street corner and ordered two bowls of noodles.

After all, the sanitation of the stalls on the night market is not as good as before. After looking around, he found a clean square table and was taking a tissue to wipe it back and forth. When song ran sat down with his long legs, he was about to wipe it back and forth.

”When you've finished eating, you're not so particular about it.”

Her lips were white, she looked weak, and her voice was ripping.

Mu Ming bent down a little bit, then he laughed, put the paper towel aside, and he also sat on the opposite side calmly, ”I think you should not be used to it when you come.”

In his impression, the elder sister in college was aloof and arrogant, with serious cleanliness addiction.

”Why not get used to it?” Song ran took a pair of chopsticks from the side and took a glance at the direction of the facial paralysis boss. ”I'm not a big lady. I'm served three meals a day. It's impossible to waste a few hours every day and go to those high-end restaurants to look after food and clothing.”

She also suffered a lot, but because of her identity, people naturally think that it is just her good life and she has the right baby.

Even Shang Rui always thinks so.

Mu Ming is convinced by song Ran's simple explanation. However, he still laughs when he thinks about his college days. ”I remember when I first entered the University, you were still a teacher's assistant. At the end of the term, he took over our thesis assignment instead of him. One of the girls' homework was crumpled. You immediately called back and said that his paper was not clean.”

At that time, he and song ran didn't know each other. It was also because of this incident that he felt for the first time what kind of people song Meimei was, who had different opinions about her.

To tell you the truth, when I saw her holding other students' homework and leaving arrogantly, I had a bad impression on her.

Song ranning looks at her eyebrows and seems to be thinking, but she has no impression of the past mentioned by Mu Ming.

”Is it?” She hooked her pale lips. ”I don't remember.”

Thinking of the past, the originally deep locked eyebrows were stretched a little bit. At this time, the boss with facial paralysis happened to come over. She reached out and listened to him continue.

”Later, the girl gave the paper to the teacher directly. After a while, she got a punishment for plagiarism.” Mu Ming's noodles were also brought up. He picked up a handful with his chopsticks, but when he saw the other party eating quietly, he put it down and looked at her with a frown. ”Later, I learned that you meant that her paper was not clean.”