The villain of quick wear

Chapter 5

He Zhenghao flung out a wad of money, casually, with an elegant posture, which perfectly interpreted the painter's temperament of not being moved by external objects.

The money smashed Su Zhizhong's face, pain and humiliation surged into his brain, crowding out other emotions, leaving only monstrous anger, "Okay, okay, okay, He Zhenghao, you have the guts."

Su Zhizhong moved his eyes, "Song Jinran, you will not be the eldest lady of the Song family soon, just wait for me, and you will cry when the time comes."

Jin Ran crossed Erlang's legs, "Don't wait, I'm sitting here, do you dare to hit me and cry?"

Su Zhizhong gritted his teeth with hatred, and stepped forward involuntarily.

The manager and assistant went crazy, they called two bodyguards over, and the group dragged Su Zhizhong back to the nanny's car, and drove back to the company.

What happened just now had a great impact, especially the matter of Su Zhizhong's bitter love for Lu Xuan'er. In just a few minutes, there was already an uproar on the Internet, and everyone knew about it.

Su Zhizhong didn't realize the serious consequences of the matter, his eyes were full of Jinran and He Zhenghao, and he secretly said, "Song Jinran, He Zhenghao, I will definitely make you pay the price you deserve."

Jin Ran and He Zhenghao, who had been naughty by Su Zhizhong, sat side by side, and the excitement dissipated. The grass in the park grew and warblers flew, quiet and comfortable, and the faint fragrance of flowers and plants refreshed the heart.

At sunset, the setting sun is slanting, and the blood-red sunset glow falls on the drawing board, making the demons come to life and become more ferocious and terrifying.

When the demon was finished, with a stabbing sound, He Zhenghao tore off the drawing paper and gave it to Jinran.

"Send me off?"

"Send you off, the previous thing, thank you."

"Since you are thanking me, why did you send me a devil? Shouldn't you send me a portrait of an angel at this time?"

He Zhenghao looked at Jinran for a while, and said solemnly, "You don't want angels."

Jin Ran smiled slightly, "Thank you, I like this picture of demons very much."

He Zhenghao packed his painting tools, got up and left the park.

Jin Ran stayed where he was, the cool breeze of early autumn carried a slight chill.

Cold weather.

At [-] o'clock in the evening, Jin Ran went to the super five-star hotel, rented the presidential suite for a month, and paid the bill directly by swiping the card, only a little more, the hotel manager couldn't ask for more.

After taking a shower and eating top-quality pineapple-flavored popsicles, Jin Ran turned on the computer and browsed the latest stock quotes. He was busy until midnight before Jin Ran started buying and selling.

The next day, at noon, the well-dressed Jin Ran returned to the gate of the Song family.

Outside the door were the two brothers from before. They were over 40 years old. They almost watched Song Jinran grow up. Jinran who was against the light suddenly appeared. The two squinted their eyes for a long time before they recognized that it was Jinran who hadn't returned home for a long time. .

"Miss, you are back." They always believed that Jin Ran was still the kind-hearted little girl back then, who would say hello to them in a childlike voice, and would give them fruits during the holidays....

Jin Ran hummed, and majesticly showed her crippled right hand, and strode into Song's residence with her head held high.

"Brother, Missy's hand?"

"Shh, don't say it, so as not to hurt the young lady's heart."

The two brothers looked at the back of Jinran going away, still puzzled by Song's father and Song's mother's actions, they didn't love their own daughter, but treated an adopted daughter in every possible way. No wonder the heads of rich people are used for decoration. Like the watches on their wrists, the diamond necklaces around their necks?

When Jin Ran walked to the door of the luxurious mansion, laughter like silver bells came with the wind.

"Dad, stop talking. Mom, look at Dad."

"Old Song, don't joke with Xuan'er, Xuan'er is still young."

Father Song smiled, "Okay, okay, Dad won't talk anymore. But, Xuan'er, we watched Ping'an grow up. He is a good man worth entrusting. He likes you in Ping'an. If you also Like him, your mother and I have no reason not to agree to this marriage."

(End of this chapter)