Du Limei was quite polite to song ran. They were all good people in the business world. The face of the second miss of the Song family still had to be given. She puffed out a cigarette ring gracefully and said with a smile: "it's a birthday. Why?"

Song ran pushed Wen Huihui to her and said with a smile, "we Huihui know you are going to have a birthday, so we are going to give you a birthday present."

Du Limei looks a little disdainful. What valuable things can Wen Huihui give her?

Song ran went on: "Huihui takes a fancy to a qipao of Bao Yichun's family, and she especially pulls me to give her reference. I think the style, fabric, color and style are very suitable for Aunt Du. Huihui has a good eye."

Wen Huihui bowed her head, and her eyes were full of resentment. Aunt Du's birthday was still a week away. Where would she go to collect money to buy the expensive cheongsam with more than 100 yuan?

Bitch! Song ran, this bitch! E made her demerit by the school, but also made her lose money, bitch!

Du Limei's eyes were not full of ridicule and contempt, and her tone was also softened: "the Qipao of Bao Yichun's family is not cheap, Huihui..."

Song ran patted Wen Huihui on the shoulder: "Auntie Du doesn't have to worry about money. We usually save money. We buy a cheongsam to give up aunt Du, who has been raising her for four years. She definitely won't give up, will she, Hui Hui?"

Wen Huihui's eyes twinkled so much that she wanted to give song ran a slap in the face. Then she asked her bitterly why you pushed me into a desperate situation. How could I have more than 100 yuan to buy a cheongsam? Can you give me money, Miss Song?

She almost pinched her palms through. She warned herself that Wen Huihui, a little impatient, would make a big plan. Song Ran's arrogant face was in her mind and deeply engraved in her mind.

Song ran pits her today. In the future, she will pay for her teeth.

Du Limei finally showed a smile, put out the cigarette in her finger, and glanced at Wen Huihui: "you have a heart."

Wen Huihui was in a state of confusion. As soon as she heard Du Limei speak, she quickly answered: "should Yes, aunt Du has always regarded me as her own. I should have bought a cheongsam for Aunt Du's birthday

Song ran had a relaxed and pleasant meal, and she felt the anxiety and anxiety from Wen Huihui.

Yeah, she's going to try her best to raise money again.

In the previous life, in order to please her stepmother, Wen Huihui indeed gave her a qipao from Bao Yichun's family on her stepmother's birthday. The money was given by song ran. At that time, she was so generous to Wen Huihui that she didn't want to pay back a hundred yuan.

Wen Huihui also spent her money in peace of mind and never told her how to repay her money.

In this life, she song ran will not be that big head again.

After dinner, song ran left leisurely and walked away from Wen Huihui's resentment eyes. Looking back, Wen Huihui stood at the door, and her whole face was permeated with resentment. In the night, she was like a monster with green faces and fangs.

Song Ran's fake smile gradually disappeared, raised his hand to say goodbye to her: "Wen Huihui, goodbye."

PATA, the lights in the corridor went out. Wen Huihui closed the door and went into the western style house.

Jiang Hongbing opened the door to song ran, and the car passed through Zhongshan Road. There were osmanthus flowers on both sides. It was nearly October. If there was no fragrance, it gradually became ethereal. Song ran happily hummed the theme song of "Legend of Shooting Heroes".

Song Jiayang room, a room, Wu Ma was holding the phone receiver and said: "Xiaoran, come at the right time, your phone."

Song ran put down her schoolbag and was surprised: "mine? My camp manager? "