Chapter 1040

This is Jiang Yihan's guest. Su ran instinctively asks Jiang Yihan for advice. Over the years, etiquette has been imperceptibly reflected in her.

"No, no, no, Ranran, I don't want to see him, I don't want to."

Jiang Yihan was suddenly excited. Her voice was sharp, with decibels penetrating the air. Her breath was unstable. She didn't want anyone to see her like this.

Su ran ran to her side in a hurry and comforted her in a soft voice: "OK, OK, it's OK. He won't come in. No one will see you like this. It's OK. I'm here. I'm here."

Jiang Yihan's extremely excited performance scares Su ran. What kind of pain has she experienced in the end that makes her once brilliant and high spirited become what she is now.

Su ran clenched his fist, Zang Yunuo, right? You must pay the debt.

The sound insulation effect of this house has always been very good, but Bai yuanxiu's pleading voice can still be vaguely transmitted.

Jiang Yihan shrinks in the corner, his voice is hoarse: "Ranran, you tell him to go, tell him to go."

Su ran gently comforted her, as if to treat a baby, and said: "OK, OK, I'll tell him to go."

Outside the door, Bai Yuan Xiushen is anxious. He wants to break in, but Su ran keeps in front of the door.

"Suran, let me in. How's she doing?"

"How do you know Yihan is here?"

Su ran frowned.

"Mingyuan said, thanks to me, he didn't have to pay for the wine tonight. Otherwise, he was reluctant to tell me the news."

Bai yuanxiu sighed. The merchant was good at calculation, but what he cared about was Rong Mingyuan's sentence: "she's not very good."

It's not very good. These three words are enough to disturb his heart and soul, so Bai yuanxiu can't help running over in the middle of the night. There seems to be a flame in Xiang's cavity, which has been burning all the time. She's not very good. Is she in bad health or in bad spirit? Is she injured?

Bai yuanxiu drove all the way here. The car ran into a hole, and he ran all the way to this city The villa by the sea, he is so eager, but he meets Su ran at the door.

Bai Yuan said that Su ran would not let her step into the house. Jiang Yihan's mood is extremely fragile now, and she can't be stimulated any more. Now, she suddenly realizes Su Mo's feeling at that time. After all, her wife, who is just as she is, has more prestige and confidence than Xiao ~ San, who is a name that can't be seen.

"Rong Mingyuan has drunk."

Su ran shifted the topic, with a slight dissatisfaction in her tone.

Doesn't he know he'll die if he drinks any more?

Bai yuanxiu doesn't care about Rong Mingyuan's life and death. Now his whole mind is on Jiang Yihan, who is only one door away from him.

Su Ran is worried about Rong Mingyuan. He is worried that Bai yuanxiu will go in when he doesn't pay attention. After thinking about it, he pulls him to a shadow and tells him the current situation of Jiang Yihan.

Bai yuanxiu clenched his fist and squeezed three words from his teeth: "Zang Yunuo"

he dared to make a cold injury look like that.

"Take good care of Yihan. I'm leaving."

Bai yuanxiu understands that it is not a wise choice to see Jiang Yihan now. He wants to find out the person who made her look like this, kneel down in front of her and apologize to her.

Su ran sighed and finally sent Bai yuanxiu away.

After thinking about it, she called song Lei: "Song Lei, where is Rong Mingyuan?"

There is a lot of noise on the other end of the phone. I can tell that song Lei is working.

"Mr. Rong, he's dealing with his work."

"Oh, well, it's OK. I'll hang up."

After putting down her mobile phone, Su ran suddenly feels that she is really nosy. Bai yuanxiu says that he has had a free drink, but she doesn't say how much he has drunk. She worries about it.

Su ran felt sorry for herself. This time, for the last time, she worried about him. This involuntary mood is really damned.

"Whose phone?"

Buried in the document, Rong Mingyuan lightly skimmed out a sentence.

"Madame, where are you?"

Rong Mingyuan's hand, a gentle arc, raised his wrist to look at the watch, it must be Bai yuanxiu who killed him at home.

"Give me your cell phone."

Song Lei handed over his mobile phone and joked: "Mr. Rong, you are still the president of such a large group. Do you have to use your mobile phone? Even if the group is in crisis, you can't even pay the phone bill"

Rong Mingyuan gave him a glance, "shut up, you can't deal with the land and children's clothes properly. I don't think we can talk about the phone bill. Let's go to the subway entrance together and ask for dinner It's over. "

It can be seen that he is in a good mood and can joke.

Song Lei was relieved, and then he was busy.

"Hello, song Lei, what can I do for you?"

Su Ran is cooking porridge in the kitchen. She is also surprised to receive a call from Song Lei.

"Did Bai yuanxiu see Jiang Yihan?"Why is Rong Mingyuan's voice? Besides, how did he know that Bai yuanxiu had been here?

"Yihan won't see him."

Forget it, this person has always been powerful, and she doesn't care about it.

It's really bad. I can't even see him. How long does Jiang Yihan have to stay in their house? Is this obviously preventing him from recovering his ex-wife.

"What are you doing?"

Rong Mingyuan knew that he couldn't do it too quickly, so he asked about his family.

"I'm cooking porridge. Yihan says she has no appetite. I'll make her something she likes."

Su ran washed her hands to make soup, which used to be very humble, but now it seems to have become a dazzling light.

Rong Mingyuan slightly sank and said, "keep one for me."

It won't taste good the next day. Doesn't he come back at night?

"I went back in the evening, had some wine and had a stomachache."

Rong Mingyuan's skin color is healthy. He is very healthy. He can't see where he is sick.

Su ran was nervous: "did you take the medicine? Is the pain serious? What about song Lei? Isn't he around? "

The words export, Su ran only then self-conscious blunder, what does she say again after all?

The next second, Rong Mingyuan's teasing came from the phone: "Ranran, do you care about me so much?"

"Mr. Rong, don't get me wrong. I just think that if the boss is ill, no one will pay him."

Ignoring Su Ran's explanation, Rong Mingyuan said to himself, "I'm very happy."

Su ran Leng aside, never enjoyed in the marriage life of sweet, but at the moment the unexpected perfect.

"Remember to leave me porridge."

With that, Rong Mingyuan put down the phone.

Su Ran's heart, inexplicably fell into a piece.

"Hey, I know I've left it for you. Why?"

The mobile phone has not been put down, and it rings again. Su ran picks it up without looking at it. What else do you want?

There, however, was a moment of silence, and then came a deep voice: "Ranran, it's me."

Mr. Feng's su ran felt a thump in his heart. Was he willing to contact himself at last?

"You're back."

For a long time, Su ran choked out such a sentence, and then she wanted to bite her own tongue. Isn't that nonsense.

Over there, there was a burst of light laughter: "Ranran, don't be so nervous. I'm your Mr. Feng, don't you? Facing me, you can relax completely."

Well, she settled down and asked eagerly, "Yanxi and Yifeng, did they come back with you?"

Feng Jingmo looked at the two little guys sleeping on the bed and said softly, "if it weren't for the two little guys clamoring for their mother, I might not be able to come back so soon, Ranran. Can you come and see them?"

This sentence is not a request, but with a trace of expectation.

Su ran almost couldn't wait to reply: "of course, Mr. Feng, where are you? I'll come to see you tomorrow."

"Ha ha, Ranran, I just went out from here and I don't remember. Of course, I'm here."

Yeah, how stupid.

Su ran was stunned. She told her that she knew that Mr. Feng had come back and that she knew where he lived. In fact, she was just bluffing her to take her to the hospital. Naturally, it was a big deal for Mr. Feng to return home. How could she not think that Mr. Feng would go to Lao Zhong's place. After all, he had two children, so he had to think about it first It's about the safety of two children.

"Dye dye."

Su ran came back to her senses. The porridge in the pot was gurgling and smelling. Su ran subconsciously took off the lid of the pot, but it was scalded.

"Mr. Feng, I won't tell you. The porridge is ready. Goodbye."

In a hurry to hang up the phone, Su ran regardless of the red fingers, the porridge to the end down.

Over there, fengjingmo's eyes are dark and deep. Who can I cook porridge for?

After turning off the fire, Su ran takes the porridge to the dining table in the living room, regardless of the pain in her hands. Jiang Yihan has been sleeping on the sofa, but she is very restless, her eyebrows are locked, and she can also utter gibberish.

Su ran felt distressed for a while. She walked over and patted her on the back, coaxing her like Yan Xi.

She just took a few shots. Jiang Yihan woke up with a start. Her eyes were full of panic. After seeing clearly that it was her, she relaxed her look.

No matter how to ask, Jiang Yihan refused to tell her all about what she had experienced.

Su Ran is no longer persistent, at least, she is still alive, isn't that enough?

"A cold, I cooked porridge, Aunt Wang said you did not eat all day today, come on, I support you, let's eat a little bit at the table."

Warm voice soft language, like very coax a child.

Jiang Yihan's lips opened with a warm smile: "Ranran, I'm not so fragile. Don't treat me as a child. What's wrong with your hands? Show me."Su ran subconsciously hides his hand behind him. Is the scald of his left hand so obvious?

But she, Su ran stretched out, "it's OK. You see, if you don't eat, I'm sorry for my scalded hand. Come on."

Feed Jiang Yihan eat something, Su ran up, Jiang Yihan asked her: "you don't eat? Where do you want to go? Don't do it, these are enough."

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Su ran looks unnatural. Jiang Yihan takes a glance at her. She clearly goes to the kitchen. Shake your head and ask what love is in the world. It's better to die than to live.

Su ran, like a thief, carefully put the rest of the porridge into a small fire to simmer. The temperature is neither hot nor cold. It will be more comfortable to drink.

Rong Mingyuan's work came to an end in the early morning. Song Lei bought a midnight snack and put it on Rong Mingyuan's desk: "it seems that it's inevitable to stay up all night. Come and have something to eat and pad."

"No, I'll go home and eat."

Rong Mingyuan raised a happy smile on his face, pushed the lunch box in front of him and said with a smile, "these are all for you."