Chapter 1086

Qiao Yunshen takes Su Ran's shoulder and looks at Tong LAN with a smile. He doesn't give her a chance to recover: "Lan Lan, I'm going to get married with Su ran. With my child, you will wish us well, right?"

Qiao Yunshen is simple and direct. In Tong Lan's eyes, there is an incredible look, but he is soon wrapped by the color of pain.

Su ran can't bear to hurt her like this. After all, in this game, Tong LAN is not at fault. She just falls in love with Qiao Yunshen. That's all. Why should she suffer such a pain?

Su ran couldn't help saying: "Tong LAN, we..."

"Then I wish you happiness."

Tong LAN interrupts her, smiles at them, turns around and leaves here quickly.

She is not a woman without dignity. Over the years, because of Qiao Yunshen, she has put down all her pride and self-esteem, just for the man who is superior. However, in the end, he still chooses not to accept her.

Tong LAN walked quickly, and the tears in her eyes came out, soaked her eyes and blurred her vision. The bunch of red plum had begun to wither, leaving only the bare trunk, bleak and desolate, as if she had no chance.

She always knew that Qiao Yunshen was deeply in love with Su ran. If Su ran came back, she would have no chance at all.

Su ran came back in the morning and received a phone call from Jiang Yihan in the afternoon. At the other end of the phone, Jiang Yihan's voice was excited: "Wow, Ranran, you have finally figured out how to accept Qiao Yunshen. It's really gratifying, but you are not interesting enough. You don't tell me such a good thing."

Su ran thought it was funny. It was all about what, but how did she know?

She just came back. How did Yihan know?

"Yihan, where do you know I'm with Yunshen?"

Jiang Yihan seems to be eating an apple. Her voice is clear through the phone. She seems to be puzzled why Su ran asked. She casually answers, "your family Qiao Yunshen said it himself. It's all on the headlines of today's entertainment news."

Yes, Qiao's noble son has been single for such a long time, so it's a hot news about who's going to spend the money. Su Ran's heart sank. She just promised Yunshen to help him, but she didn't allow him to be so public.

"What did he say?"

"He said that the relationship is stable now. You have children and will get married soon. Although he didn't specify who it is, he said that the girl is his favorite. I guess it's you, ha ha."

Su ran breathes. Fortunately Qiao Yunshen didn't call her, but what's the use?

People who are familiar with them all know that Qiao Yunshen's favorite is her, Su ran.

Well, does Rong Mingyuan know?

Su ran thought of him again.

After chatting with Jiang Yihan for a while, Zhuang Qing knocked on the door: "Ranran, may I come in?"

Su ran said goodbye to Jiang Yihan in a hurry and opened the door: "aunt Zhuang."

Zhuang Qing wore a blue and white porcelain Qipao, which was cut to fit, and his face was as warm as ever.

She came in, looked at Su ran gently and asked, "have you decided? Decided to be with Yunshen? "

Su ran knew that if she confessed now, all the plays they had done before would fall short. She had to harden her head and answer, "well."

"When I left, I was so determined. Why did I suddenly decide to be with him?"

After all, Zhuang Qing is Tong Lan's mother. Even if she is an adopted daughter, what's the difference between her and her own for so many years? Tong LAN is injured, so she can't care.

Someone once said that if you want to cheat others, the best way is to cheat yourself first.

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sure enough, Zhuang Qing believed it. She felt Su Ran's hair and looked at her like a mother: "since it's decided, treat Yunshen well. This child is a seed of infatuation. I will go to Lanlan and say that you should take good care of yourself when you have a child. Don't be tired. If you have anything, tell Aunt Zhuang to do it for you."

"Well."

Su Ran's heart flashed a trace of guilt, so cheat them, let her heart is very sorry.

After thinking about it, she left Qiao's house. Although she was the only one in Jiang Yihan's house, the space made her feel free. Fortunately, Yunshen didn't make it too difficult for her. She just told Qiao's people that he and Su ran lived outside and would not go back to Qiao's house for the time being.

Pure white, monotonous, strong taste of disinfectant, Rong Mingyuan opened his eyes, song Lei stood beside him, saw him wake up, worried and asked: "Mr. Rong, how do you feel? Does the head still ache? "

After walking through the gate of hell, he finally got lucky.

Xu Jinghua sat by his bed, blaming: "yuan'er, why do you go into the water? Is it because of Suran again? "

Mention Su ran, Rong Mingyuan heart move, that day, his submarine has been following Su Ran's yacht not far away, later, see her fall into the sea, he almost no hesitation into the water.The sea is freezing. The wound on his head is not good. Rong Mingyuan struggles to swim in the water. The sight in the water is so dim that Su Ran has only a small fuzzy shadow.

He swam to her and looked at her closed eyes. Like a sleeping beauty, his hair was flying in the water. He suddenly felt endless fear. If Su ran died like this, what should he do?

Love or not, even hate, who should he hate?

"No, mom, I just haven't been swimming for a long time. I felt itchy and went down."

No matter how powerful a man is, he is a child in front of his mother. Rong Mingyuan is no exception.

Xu Jinghua saw that his son was ok, so he went out to buy food for Rong Mingyuan.

Only Rong Mingyuan and song Lei were left in the ward, so he asked him urgently: "Song Lei, where's su ran? What's wrong with her?"

Song Lei grins bitterly. When your life and death are uncertain, others are with others. Is such a person worth thinking about?

"Mr. Rong, she's OK. It's better now."

Song Lei can't help but sneer at Su ran.

Better?

Rong Mingyuan asked: "what do you mean?"

Song Lei shakes his head. It's not a wise choice to tell Rong Mingyuan, Qiao Yunshen and Su ran at this time. He deliberately digs off the topic: "this advertising shooting is very successful. This batch of parent-child clothes have not been put into production, and there are many orders. Mr. Rong, what should we do next?"

Rong Mingyuan lies on the bed and looks at Song Lei with slight blame: "I just woke up from the bed. Song Lei, don't you think it's bad to abuse a patient like this?"

Song Lei smile, Rong Mingyuan will joke, it does not seem to matter.

In his heart, Rong Mingyuan has always been an existence like transformers. As long as the fire source is OK, he can work endlessly.

The next second, Rong Mingyuan has said: "it's almost time to close the real estate market that has been given to Qiao's family and Fengjia's family. Go down and do it."

Song Lei nodded.

No matter when and where he is, he can always plan strategies calmly, stand at the top and look down on the world.

However, no one is perfect. He also has shortcomings. Success in his career can't make up for the emotional gap. Rong Mingyuan, President of Rong's group, was not defeated in business, but lost in emotion.

In the airport hall, people come and go in a hurry. They don't have time to pay attention to others, and they don't have time to pay attention to things that have nothing to do with themselves.

Feng Yiyi and Feng Yanxi are sitting on the luggage cart. Although they are already famous child stars, Feng Jingmo doesn't want to expose them too much.

This time I sent them back to France, but I just felt that they should live the life of a normal child. He has contacted the French school for them, and they are going to start school.

With a reluctant smile, song ruochu hugged his two children and said with a smile, "when you go back, you should listen to the housekeeper's uncle, you know?"

Feng Jingmo didn't come back with them. The market in China has just started, and he can't leave. Besides, with song ruochu here, he can't leave.

The two children will be taken care of very well in France, and he is quite relieved. After so many days, he has almost given up letting the two children cultivate feelings with song ruochu. I don't know why. Feng Yanxi and Feng yi11 can't accept song ruochu at all, and even resent her smile.

He also understood that this kind of thing reluctantly does not come, perhaps when they are older and more sensible, it will be better slowly.

Send them on the plane, Feng Jingmo said with a smile: "let's go, ruochu, come back to France with me in the future."

But song ruochu is a little careless. Her sight is far away. Not far away, a woman with a stomach is seeing off another old man with a sweet face.

Feng Jingmo looks along her line of sight. Zheng Zhiyuan is saying goodbye to his little wife.

"Do you know them?"

Feng Jingmo's suspicious mouth.

Song ruochu shook his head: "I don't know. Let's go."

Just about to leave, Zheng Zhiyuan saw them, two or three rows across the seat, Zheng Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Hi, Mr. Feng, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Feng Jingmo light response, to Zheng Zhiyuan, he did not want to negotiate.

Yang Qingge also followed. Her baby has been in her stomach for several months. Her round stomach and more and more round cheeks show her unspeakable happiness.

Zheng Zhiyuan with some pride and pride to introduce to them: "this is Xiao Yang, my wife, now is pregnant, must come to the airport to see me off, ha ha."

The expression of happiness is beyond words.

Yang Qingge also nestles up to Zheng Zhiyuan with a smile and greets them with a smile.

Looking at Song ruochu, Yang Qingge suddenly feels inexplicably familiar. Her eyes seem to have met somewhere, but she can't remember.Looking at Yang Qingge, song ruochu suddenly sank his face and turned around with a polite smile: "there's something else. Let's go."

Feng Jingmo left with her.

After seeing off Zheng Zhiyuan, Yang Qingge didn't go back to Zheng's home or ah Huo's.

She is like a puppet of fate. She lives carefully all day. Since she has a child, she is scared when she is happy.

The wind was a little cool. Yang Qingge stood on the bridge. She tightened her arms. Just as she wanted to take a taxi, a woman's voice came from behind: "Mrs. Zheng, you don't want to commit suicide, do you?"