Song ran looked at her with a smile: "ten yuan can buy her babysitter. She stole my notebook. Of course, the notebook must be returned to her schoolbag. Ten yuan can teach her a lesson. You say, it's worth spending."

Li Sheng gave her a thumbs up: "you are not afraid of her nanny's defection?"

Song ran chuckled: "I naturally have this self-confidence, will go to do this thing, employ people do not doubt, doubt people do not, understand?"

Li Sheng nodded: "understand."

Without the disturbance of Shen Mengfang and Wen Huihui, song ran spent the most peaceful and happy time since her rebirth.

Every day I open my eyes, I know that there is no woman in this big house that she hates, and breakfast is more delicious.

After going to school every day, there is Li Sheng who thinks for her wholeheartedly and likes to let her decide everything. But the woman who made her miserable in her last life has to be called and stressed by the teacher every day, listening carefully for many times.

She thought, comfortable, life is really comfortable.

At the end of November, song Xuan finally made up her mind to quit her job as an accountant in Yao's supply and Marketing Association and went to the United States with Yang Haitao.

Yang Haitao was so happy as to celebrate the new year that he specially invited song ran out. His whole eyes were shining: "sister, do I want to pay a lot of hospitality when I go to the United States? How about sending flowers to her room every day? "

Song ran turned her eyes and said, "my sister thinks that every cent you spend now is mine. Do you think that if you do this, my sister will think you are romantic, or do you think you are extravagant and wasteful?"

Yang Haitao finally got a little sober: "I can play harmonica. I go to her room every night to play a tune for her?"

Song ran said nothing to help her: "brother, brother, calm down. Listen to me, you don't have to do anything. Just let her see that you are conscientious and conscientious, and want to earn capital for her sister every day. That's enough. Understand?"

Yang Haitao looked at her suspiciously: "are you serious?"

Song ran firmly nodded: "can't be more serious."

On November 28th, song Xuan and Yang Haitao embarked on a plane to the United States. Song ran was finally relieved. She thought silently. Yang Haitao must fight for a voice. This time, the agent of the largest computer company in the United States can take it, which is quite impressive to her sister.

From the airport, song ran shivered with cold. She tightened her tight coat and said to Yang Haitao's driver, "Uncle Zhong, take me to Songshan county's Second Artillery team."

Uncle Zhong took her to the Second Artillery team. Song ran was so happy that he hummed all the way. Uncle Zhong was over 50 and gray. I heard that he had worked in the Yang family for ten years and was a loyal and warm uncle.

He glanced at Song ran and said with a smile, "my sister is in a good mood."

Song ran was proud: "because your little boss may marry my sister in the future. Of course I am happy."

"Haitao remembers your sister every day. Last time he was drunk, he had to send him to your door. He sat in the car all night, staring at your house. I asked him, either go up to find her, or go home to sleep. What's it like to look like this outside the door of a little girl's house?" Haitao said. He was very satisfied. He didn't see anyone he was afraid of, but he was really afraid Your sister is not happy

Song Ran's heart is a little blocked. Yang Haitao looks at him carelessly. In fact, he hides all his deep feelings.

Song Xuan, song Xuan, you must clear your eyes and see who is really good to you.