Chapter 539

Lu Yao was also shocked to see song ran enter.

But she soon calmed down. After two steps forward, she politely said hello, and then reached for the full gift bag the other party was carrying.

Song ran, who had just stood at the door, saw the light blood on her outstretched hand. She consciously put the gift aside and looked down at the wound on her hand. She said with a smile, "I heard that you are the key protection object of the family now, so you don't have to worry about this little thing."

Said deliberately in the shoes when some slightly bright bright voice way: "hand injury, hurry to deal with it."

Shao Yunchen changed his shoes, but he was about to go to the bathroom. Then he quickly walked back to Lu Yao and grabbed her hand.

See that a deep wound, eyes light can not help but a tight, pull people to the direction of the sink.

Song ran saw the two figures disappear in the corner, then turned back to greet Shao's mother politely.

Miss Song Xiaoxin opened the door of Jingdu, which naturally opened the door.

Shao Yunchen dragged Lu Yao to wash the wound, and then pulled the man to the sofa for a long time. Finally, Shao Yunchen gave a slightly relaxed smile to the tightly wrapped fingers, "OK."

Lu Yao gazed at her fingers which could not be moved by gauze. She laughed helplessly, "it's not so serious. Just stick a band aid."

The man who was packing up the medicine box next to him seemed as if he didn't hear it. He only asked himself: "if you want to do anything, call me or your aunt to help you."

On one side, she carries tea from Shao's mother. When the woman is sitting on the sofa, she can't help but smile. She is immersed in the seemingly boring interaction between the two young couples. At the bottom of her heart, she is very calm and comfortable.

She is used to those women who are used to fighting in shopping malls. She is also used to seeing evil people. She has a skeptical attitude towards everything she sees in the life around her. Therefore, it is rare to have something that makes her believe in good things. In the end, there will be some irresistible degradation.

Seeing the look of song ran nearby, Lu Yao took back the finger of the pestle in Shao Yunchen's eyes and said with a smile, "Miss Song saw the joke."

Song ran pursed her lips and was interrupted by the restaurant's mother Shao's greeting for dinner. Then she slightly narrowed her eyes and got up ahead of the two, and lifted her feet to the direction of the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Shao's mother couldn't bear to inquire about the affairs of the board of directors today. She knew that there was no lack of song Ran's help, and she also expressed her gratitude.

Song ran didn't say much, and she didn't eat much. After dinner, she got up and went to the balcony of the living room to blow the breeze. When she looked back, she saw Lu Yao walking towards this side, and she looked at her with a smile.

Two women hold the railing to view the scenery of Jincheng in the evening. The evening wind that has begun to warm blows on her face, with warm touch.

"Thank you." In the end, Lu Yao took the lead to express his thanks for song Ran's action today.

Song ran looked ahead and shook her head lightly. She didn't respond to her words. She just showed what she wanted to do today: "in fact, I'm here to find you."

Lu Yao seemed to be a little surprised. Her eyes fell down, staring at her crossed fingers. Inevitably, she thought of all kinds of trivial thoughts in her mind some time ago.

In the end, she only looked at her fingers, did not turn to look at her, and then opened her mouth with a shallow sense of humor and asked, "why do you want me?"

Song Ran's eyes half squinted and looked ahead, as if remembering some past events. Finally, he stopped for a moment and said frankly: "about ten years ago, I graduated from University at that time. I fell into the water on a voyage and was rescued by the sailor who happened to pass by."

"I know." Song ran mentions here, Lu Yao is very frank to take the next stubble, "this matter, Yun Chen has told me."

After that, they looked at each other with one side eye. Song ran caught her eyes not clearly shining, and suddenly raised the corner of her lips. "My father told me a truth since childhood that there are not so many good people in shopping malls. It is the biggest concession that they don't take the initiative to plot against others."

Then, she was Frank: "I first brought Shang Rui into the game to make him have a heart for Longteng. During this period, I didn't intend to help anyone, because no matter who lost or who won, I was the one who took advantage of the fisherman. But later, I was surprised to learn that Shao Yunchen was the one who saved me, so I changed my plan. "

Song ran said these words to comfort Lu Yao.

It is for their own soft hearted find a reasonable reason.

At this point, her fingers gently tapped on the railing, making a crisp sound, and at the same time said: "so you don't have to thank me. Neither of you and your wife have to be grateful to me."

Lu Yao was a little dumb, and felt a dry throat.

She opened her lips and didn't know what to say. She felt that the woman in front of her was eager to get rid of her kindness, which made people feel very sad.

Finally, she still fiddled with her fingers, followed each other's wishes, gently "um," and said, "I understand."When song ran came here, he seemed to take a breath of relief, and his mood brightened a little bit. "In this way, what I owe Shao Yunchen is still too much. If there is any conflict of other commercial interests in the future, I will not be as soft hearted as this time."

Lu Yao chuckled and turned to lean against the railing. Looking at the woman's serious and serious side face, Lu Yao nodded and said, "don't worry, I'll tell him."

Before the farewell, the light outside the window gradually darkened. In the twilight, the woman gazed at her flat abdomen, and lost her mind.

Lu Yao was seen by her for a long time. She stroked her belly uneasily and said with a smile, "it's still small. I can't see anything."

For song ran, time was fast and slow.

She took back her eyes and suddenly remembered the one in the private maternity ward in Kyoto and said with a smile, "my child will be born after a while. I gave him a name, song Yan."

This is more like nonsense to Lu Yao, who doesn't know the truth.

She could not control staring at the other side's stomach, eyes trembling and trembling, but did not know where to start.

Song ran smiles, and seems to have no meaning to explain.

She was so lonely, so lonely. Lonely to this is about to be born of the child's expectations and joy are nowhere to vent, lonely about why they want to name the intention also can not find a person to talk to.

Can only in front of this woman, Wu from a madness, and so on after the God, and then restore the always cold and alienated atmosphere, to her indifferently a hook of lips, "you will know in the future."

After saying goodbye to Lu Yao, song ran goes downstairs alone and is stopped by her waiting assistant downstairs. She bent over and stepped into the car, raising her wrist to look at the time. "Go to the airport."

The assistant was a little surprised, but still silently obeyed the order, told the waiting driver to go to the direction of the airport, at the same time, the telephone cancelled the original hotel reservation.

After a night's journey from Jincheng to Kyoto, it was almost early morning when he got off the plane. Song ran didn't sleep well for several days in a row, but there was a faint fire in his red eyes.

"To the hospital." She told the assistant who came over after taking the car. After a pause, she added, "find out what breakfast is suitable for pregnant women nearby, and buy it and bring it over."

The assistant's voice fell, driving all the way to the hospital, and from time to time watched the woman behind her through the rearview mirror.

Song ran at the moment, do not know why there will be such a throb, just want to see the child.

But when she got to the hospital and saw that the doctor in a hurry was about to call her, she suddenly understood that this was the magic of mother son connection.

Even though the child was not in her stomach.

"Miss Song, the mother is going to give birth."

For the next six hours, song ran sat quietly outside the delivery room, dripping water, like a statue. Her hands and feet were cold and numb, like her heart. She was calm enough to surprise herself.

Near noon, a burst of baby's loud and clear cry broke through the noisy delivery room. The nurse cleaned up the chubby little guy and held it out in a hurry. "Miss Song, the little boy is born."

At the moment, the woman sitting quietly stares at the figure that is slowly approaching her, and her body is stiff.

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