Chapter 625 (1/2)

Before Song ran got on the bus, he caught a glimpse of the black car parked at the corner of the street.

The assistant opened the car door, took a look at her eyes, and then understood. He coughed awkwardly and then explained, ”Mr. Shan said that he had prepared gifts for his wife and master, and asked me to go to his company to get them...”

”All right, I see.”

She closed her eyes, lifted her feet into the car, and told the driver to drive.

The engine started slowly. The assistant observed her face several times. Finally, she took out her mobile phone from her bag, opened the photo album and handed it over, ”Miss, I found this in Yan Hao's car today.”

After hearing the speech, song ran glanced down and saw that it was a personal business card that was not clearly photographed, and could barely identify the owner information of the business card.

Huang Maozhu, chief physician, Affiliated Hospital of Kyoto Medical University.

She quickly drew back her eyes, looked straight ahead, and brushed the folds of her dress with her indifferent hand.

”Miss...” The assistant frowned and took the mobile phone back into the bag. ”I don't think there is such a coincidence. Yan Hao is probably checking the child's identity for Mr. Shan. Don't you have any plans?”

Song ran, who has been gazing at her thoughts, suddenly grinned and said, ”I will arrange for someone to handle this matter myself, so you don't have to worry about it.”

She didn't expect that Shan Rao would really care where the other half of the two children came from.

On the one hand, it has nothing to do with him; on the other hand, no matter from what angle, she always does not like meddlers.

Seeing her emotional abnormality, the assistant sitting next to her raised her eyebrows and observed for a long time, then carefully swallowing and salivating, and asked, ”do you need me to set up a routine to see if they have found anything?”

”No more.” Song Ran's face was condensed. She looked back at her as she raised her hand. ”I know that you have a good private relationship with the assistant of Shan Rao, but work belongs to work and life to life. Don't confuse them.”

Pause, the woman's cold eyes swept from each other's body, and then from the bag out of the mobile phone, dial a phone out.

At this time, Mu Ming is participating in a joint video conference with Yan's supervisor and Shanghai Yanmo team. At the beginning of the meeting, the mobile phone beside the table vibrates. He frowns, glances at the remarks on the caller ID, raises his hand and exits the meeting room.

”When I have time to go back to Kyoto, I have one more thing for you to do.” As soon as the phone is connected, the woman expresses her intention directly.

”Well, is the weekend OK?” Always calm men do not ask why, the first to agree to come down, and finally added, ”not on tomorrow.”

”Weekend is OK.” Song ran some tiny hook lips, face dew gratified, ”to your current work in hand.”

After that, he hung up without saying anything.

While Mu Ming takes the mobile phone back into the built-in pocket and turns to go to the meeting room again, the position of the pocket is ”buzzing” again.

She thought that song ran had forgotten what other things to explain, but when she took out her mobile phone again, her eyes trembled.

This number, to him, is familiar and strange.

He thought that he would lie on Lu Yao's blacklist all his life, and when he was caught off guard by her phone call, he felt a sense of tension and palpitation rising from the bottom of his heart.

Press to answer, but also deliberately clear the throat, just pretend to inadvertently ”feed” one.

”It's me.” The woman's voice was cold and tired. She seemed to be afraid that the other side would not recognize her. She added: ”Lu Yao.”

”I know.” Mu Ming's voice became astringent. He could not help pacing forward. He slowly walked to the window and asked, ”what's the matter?”

”It's not clear on the phone.” At the moment, Lu Yao is also standing on the balcony of her bedroom, playing with an old black U disk in her hand. Her eyes gradually become deep and dark. ”If you have time, I'll see you at noon tomorrow.”