Two days later, approaching the lunar new year, it snowed in Haicheng. This year's snow came earlier than usual.

Song ran missed someone even more. He wanted to watch the snow with him. He wanted to put his hand into his coat pocket when it was freezing. He wanted to be held in his arms and let him soak her feet.

Why hasn't the man come back?

In addition, Yang Haitao and song Xuan's feelings have become more and more profound, and song Ran is simply resentful to the extreme.

That day, Mrs. Fu came to take her out to play in person. She said that she would take her to Changxia villa to see the snow.

Changxia villa in the suburbs of Haicheng, there are mountains and lakes, for the entertainment of high officials.

At the moment, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, the scenery should be excellent.

The car is slowly driving on the wide road in the city. Waiting for a traffic light, the car stops slowly. Song ran seems to catch a glimpse of Wen Huihui.

For Wen Huihui, she has always had a strong sense of preparedness. God knows what kind of dirty things this deep minded person will do for the sake of glory and wealth.

The red light seems a little long.

"Huihui..." A rude woman's voice rang out, which made Mrs. Fu look out of the window.

Song Ran's heart clutters, Huihui and Weiwei are very similar in Haicheng dialect.

Not far away came Wen Huihui's mother, a middle-aged woman working in a soft and kind factory.

Song ran looks at them with suspicious eyes.

So weak people, how suddenly with such a vicious voice to speak to Wen Huihui?

Clearly, the roles of the two are reversed. It seems that the dramatist is on line. In this case, she will watch the play for a while without moving her face.

When the green light was on and the guard was about to drive, Mrs. Fu raised her hand and said, "pull over the car and go later."

"Madam, don't you go to the villa to see the snow?"

"Well, I'll do it later."

Song ran didn't say anything, his eyes were still focused on the body of the roadside dramatists.

Why did Huihui walk up to you and make up for it? Ah? People can look up to you, is your blessing, you dare to pick and choose? I will not kill you, I will not kill you

Yeah? Song ran felt more and more absurd what happened outside the window. What kind of medicine did Wen Huihui sell in her gourd?

Why did her weak mother suddenly become strong?

Wen Huihui is a cold-blooded and ruthless person who has to go with her father and abandon her mother for the sake of glory and wealth.

What's more, her mother shed a lot of tears in order to fight for the custody of Wen Huihui. However, Wen Huihui was indifferent and did not even look at her mother.

Her mother didn't know what she had done in her last life, so she was not a filial daughter.

Now, which one is playing outside now?

Wen Huihui looked at her mother pitifully: "Mom I I'm still in school. I don't want to get married yet. "

Lin Xiulan became more and more ferocious. She poked Wen Huihui's forehead. She did not care about passers-by's watching. She broke out and said, "how much money have you spent on me these years? If I let you marry, you have to marry. You dare to answer back. I won't kill you!"

With that, Lin Xiulan raised her hand and slapped Wen Huihui in the face. From Song Ran's point of view, she could see that Lin Xiulan's hand was shaking slightly.

Fu Tai said coldly, "Xiao Li, go down and have a look..."