Du Dapeng was driving, suspecting: "boss, this is not the way for sister-in-law to go home."

Gu Jingxing frowned, looked slightly heavy, and did not speak.

The car goes to Sinan mansion, a foreign-style house with a long history. All the people living here are either rich or expensive. Song Ran's car is stopped. Some security personnel ask a few questions and then let them in.

Gu Jingxing asked Du Dapeng to park the car at the door. He knew that their car couldn't get in.

Du Dapeng cautiously said, "sister-in-law, who is this meeting?"

Gu Jingxing glanced at him: "why do you want to know everything?"

The car goes deep along the winding road. Some of the western style houses in Sinan mansion have a history of over 100 years, and the traces of time can be seen in these houses.

The car was parked in front of a vermilion house. There was a water tank in the yard. There was a handful of water lilies in the water tank. After the failure, the leaves were still green, floating and sinking with the rain.

The scenery in the courtyard is very exquisite. You can see that the master is a man of taste and attention.

Song ran got out of the car with an umbrella and knocked twice on the iron door. No one answered. Song ran was waiting at the door with an umbrella.

When it was all dark and more than six o'clock, Tang Jian's car came slowly.

Tang Jian saw her, but it was not a surprise, because song Ran's face was not very good-looking, he knew that the little girl probably came to him to settle accounts.

People who came to him usually asked him to do something. Only song ran dared to show him his face, as if he owed her a million yuan.

Uncle Liu got out of the car, held an umbrella for him, opened the door, and Tang Jian got out of the car slowly.

Song ran looked at him and thought, Tang Jian is a real person who is used to living a good life. Even when he gets out of the car, he has to open the door. How can such a person stare at Song ran?

It's really tricky for such a powerful person to stare at her.

She can't deal with him like Wen Huihui, Jiang Feng or Ruan Qing, because they are in the name of love. If you are careless, you will get the title of ungrateful.

Moreover, she is really not Tang Jian's opponent. She is the mayor's son. When Haicheng mentions Tang Jian's name, who doesn't give him three points of face?

Tang Ji'an took the umbrella in his hand and went to song ran with a heavy voice: "waiting for me?"

Song ran thought, this is not nonsense? Who can wait for you at your door?

She smiles: "yes, I'm waiting for my second brother."

Tang Ji'an said again: "it's raining and it's cool. Why don't you wait in the car?"

Song ran frowned because of his concern, which made her feel frightened. It was because of his concern that she was inferior to others in the field of morality, and she could not blame his fault with indignation.

She forced to smile: "I am not afraid of cold, second brother, go in and talk."

In the western style house, song ran seems to have entered the period of the Republic of China. The decoration is very exquisite. At first glance, it is a big family. It is the style of a famous lady in Haicheng during the period of the Republic of China.

It's probably his mother's house.

Tang Jian made black tea for her, put it in her hand, and whispered, "warm your body."

Song ran frowned and looked up at him. Tang Ji'an sat down on the sofa with his long legs folded and calm. He didn't have the appearance of a guilty conscience.

Song ran gently coughed and said, "second brother, you should know that I'm not here to drink your tea."

"What is that for?"

Song ran squints, this man, the psychological quality is too good.