Heaven, earth, the ice of the ice age has finally cracked. The beauty of Song Dynasty was deeply moved by the young master of the Yang family. Only then would she speak of Yang Haitao's good words for the first time.

It's worth celebrating. It's worth firing 108 guns to celebrate.

Song ran breathed heavily for several times, and finally calmed down his agitation, agitation and moving mood. His face was calm, and his voice calmly said to her sister: "good night, sister."

Things are going well, and she can be a little relieved.

At noon the next day, song Xuan is ready to go out. Song ran takes song Xuan's hand: "elder sister, take me to dinner."

Of course, she knows that her sister is going to have dinner with Zhao Mingyi.

She had thought that she would go through an arduous struggle, but she didn't expect that her elder sister just lightly charged: "don't embarrass Mr. Zhao, do you know?"

Song ran was stunned for a moment. Her sister didn't object strongly. It was her sister's date. She was willing to bring her this oil bottle?

Surprise comes too suddenly, song Ran's facial expression then some convulsion, song Xuan picks eyebrow to look at her: "still can't go?"

Song ran woke up like a dream: "go, go, go now."

Together, they took their car to the appointed Hotel, not far from Tianzifang, but also close to Haicheng theater. Zhao Mingyi was really good at choosing a place to have dinner. After walking along the small street full of camphor trees, they came to the theater door. Looking up, the hot play was Peach Blossom Fan, which her sister just liked.

Master.

Seeing song ran at that moment, Zhao Mingyi was a little stunned, because song Xuan didn't tell him that his sister was coming, and they hadn't seen him for a long time. He thought that song Xuan would want them to meet alone for dinner and watch the drama, but unexpectedly.

He softened his expression and said, "Song Xuan, you are thin."

Song Xuan said with a smile: "well, I've been out for a while. I'm a little worried."

Zhao Mingyi: "why quit the accounting work of supply and marketing cooperatives? How stable the work is there. "

Song Xuan leads song ran into a small private room with Zhao Mingyi. Three people sit around the table. Song ran takes off his scarf and hat and looks around quietly.

Song Xuan looks at Zhao Mingyi with a gentle look: "I am still young after all, and I can't be greedy for comfort and stability. I also want to make a little breakthrough and try my own possibilities."

Zhao Mingyi looks complicated and obscure. He thinks that song Xuan is a person who has no ambition for his work. He has never heard of any sign that she wants to get rid of her present life situation. Why did he suddenly say that she is going to make a breakthrough?

This is not a good phenomenon, he said with concern: "little girl's family, do well is better than marry well, so what do you do hard?"

Song ran smiles. Zhao Mingyi can't help it. He's worried.

Song Xuan was not annoyed, but said: "when you are free, you can try it. Young people should not stick to the conventions. Do you think Mr. Zhao is right?"

Zhao Mingyi is naturally a smart man. When he knows how to stop, he smiles: "yes, yes, your ideas are very fashionable. I appreciate you and support you very much."

Song Ran is calm on the surface, sneers and appreciates in his heart? support? Zhao Mingyi is really a famous emperor and calm enough.

Song ran poured tea and chatted: "my father also supports my sister's idea."

Song Xuan glanced at her without a trace and didn't interrupt her.

Zhao Mingyi smiles: "is it?"

Song ran took a sip of tea and tut said, "I think it's just that my father's spirit is good at happy events recently. Mr. Zhao, you don't know. Our stepmother has been pregnant five years after she married my father."