The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

After this farce, the remaining people lost their mood to have fun and went their separate ways back home.

After Sang Ran and Yao Ya arrived home, she asked the question in her mind: "How long have you known Pei Jingping?"

"Not... not long." Yao Ya touched her nose uncomfortably, "Look at me smelling of alcohol, I'm going to take a shower first."

Sang Ran stretched out his hand to stop her, his eyes deep as if he could see through her.

If she was still unsure just now, now Sang Ran can be sure that Yao Ya and Pei Jingping must have some unspeakable secret.

"Do you want to tell him yourself or should I ask him?"

Sang Ran looked straight at her. There was no coldness in his eyes, but they were like a dark colored glass bead, deep and mysterious, as if he could see through a person at a glance.

Yao Ya finally couldn't stand the pressure of Sang Ran's gaze anymore: "No, no, no, I'll tell you! I'll tell you!"

Yao Ya told her everything about how Pei Jingping found her a few years ago and how she trafficked Sang Ran to make a living.

However, she repeatedly assured that she did not reveal Sang Ning's life experience.

Yao Ya made up an excuse for herself: "I just thought it would be a good idea for you to marry him because he is so handsome, well-off, and deeply in love with you."

Sang Ran didn't say anything, but his expression didn't look good.

Yao Ya was instantly speechless.

She shook Sang Ran's arm and admitted her mistake in a positive manner: "Ran Ran, baby, I was wrong. I was also bewildered at that time."

"Yao Ya." Sang Rang interrupted her, his expression tinged with seriousness, "Sometimes the suitability of a relationship cannot be measured by the other party's conditions. In a relationship where the two parties are not well-matched, the inferior party will inevitably try to please the other party unconsciously. There may be no problem at the beginning, but in the end, it will eventually deteriorate."

Yao Ya whispered: "But I think you are a good match for him..."

Sang Ran gave her a killing look.

She went on to say, "Besides, ever since Li Chuchu returned to the Sang family, I have understood that there is no such thing as eternal love. Even your parents may not love you, so how can you believe that a strange man will give you the most loyal love?"

She asked: "Do you think Pei Jingping is sincere?"

This time Yao Ya was very determined: "Sincerity!"

She revealed all about her undercover career: "I have been in contact with him for these years, and only after getting to know him did I find out that he has been secretly in love with you for a very long time."

Yao Ya clasped her hands together, placed them next to her face, her eyes full of longing:

"You know what? I heard from Gao Rufeng that Pei Jingping has only liked you, and has liked you for more than ten years. It would be great if someone could choose me so firmly."

"Is there any evidence?"

Sang Ran's words left Yao Ya speechless.

"Did he admit it himself?"

"Has Gao Rufeng ever told other girls that Pei Jingping has had a crush on her for a long time?"

After three consecutive questions, Yao Ya's love brain was ruthlessly shattered by her words.

Sang Ran was just guessing.

Pei Jingping had too many secret crushes on women. After hearing what Yao Ya said, it was hard for her not to wonder where that beautiful misunderstanding between Qiao Zhi and Pei Jingping came from.

Yao Ya had been convinced by Sang Ran in her heart, but she still said stubbornly: "But there really has been no other woman around him in these years."

Sang Ran knew she didn't need to say anything more, so she picked up the magazine on the table and started reading.

Unintentionally throwing another blow: "Are you with him every day?"

Yao Ya: ...

She was completely speechless.

Although Pei Jingping confessed his feelings to Sang Ran directly tonight and said that he wanted to pursue her, Sang Ran has been in the school beauty circle for so many years, and the people pursuing her cannot line up from Kyoto to France, but they can at least circle around Kyoto.

There's a reason why she's still single.

A man as good as Pei Jingping is one that even Sang Ran has been attracted to several times, not to mention other people.

Sang Ran could think of only one reason why he was pursuing her: he felt that he did not have the upper hand in their one-night stand and his desire for conquest was not satisfied.

Nothing else.

She read the magazine for a while, and Yao Ya sat beside her with her head down, thinking.

Yao Ya suddenly sighed: "Sang Ran, when we fell down and you hit your head against mine, did your love brain fall into my brain?"

Sang Ran looked at her with amusement, "Then tell me about your love-brain behavior."

Of course Yao Ya couldn't figure it out, she just had a vague feeling about it.

A person who is truly in love cannot tell where he is in love.

She shook her head.

Sang Ran chuckled: "You are not love-brained, you are just sincere to people and want a healthy and reasonable relationship, which is not wrong in itself."

She added: "The real love brain is actually to ignore the other person's feelings and do things that move yourself. This behavior not only makes yourself sad and internally exhausted, but also causes trouble to others."

Yao Ya nodded thoughtfully.

Sang Ran reminded: "Anyway, I have discovered you now, so don't sell my personal information anymore. I advise you to think about how you are going to live in the future."

She showed her mercy: "Since you have taken me in for so long, I can take care of you for three months. After that, I will not care about you anymore."

In fact, there is no problem in letting her support Yao Ya. They have always helped each other, and their feelings cannot be measured by money.

It’s just that Yao Ya has graduated for many years and has yet to find a job or work a day in her life.

Of course Sang Ran knew that everyone wanted to live a life of luxury.

But she also hopes that when Yao Ya encounters setbacks in life, she will have the courage and experience to stand up again.

After all, no one knows what will happen in the future, and no one can guarantee a smooth life.

Only when you grow into a big tree can you withstand the wind and rain.

Yao Ya was discouraged and collapsed on the sofa, hugging Sang Ran's waist: "Oh! God! Why am I so miserable!"

She sat up suddenly again, clasped her hands together, and said pleadingly, "Your information won't go to waste anyway, so just lend it to me for another three months, and we'll split the money we make."

Sang Ran: ...

She has her own moral bottom line and certainly would not agree to such a thing.

She asked, "How much is one message?"

Yao Ya held up five fingers: "Fifty thousand."

But then again, if you calculate it this way, it seems that she is not at a loss.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then I want 30,000."

Yao Ya jumped up and said, "Wouldn't it be nice if we split it 50-50?"

Sang Ran said confidently: "You just sent a message, but I still want compensation for mental damage, right? What if you tell him where I'm playing today and he comes over, do I still have to play with him for the whole day? It's a real test of willpower, right!"

Yao Ya suddenly remembered the day at the amusement park.

Her shoulders slumped and her voice weakened: "Twenty thousand is twenty thousand. I don't have any money to ask you for it anyway."

At worst, she could sell a few more pieces of information about Sang Ran and save up the money for her pension.

After taking a shower, Yao Ya went back to her room to rest.

Sang Ran sat in the living room reading a magazine, but he only read for half an hour without turning a page.

To be honest, the moment Pei Jingping said he wanted to pursue her tonight, she could see the seriousness in his pupils.

Unable to ignore it, she was indeed touched.

However, reason pulled her back.

Sang Ran was in a bad mood. He lay back in his room, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, his mind full of all kinds of guesses.

She simply got up and modified the design draft. After the modification, she realized that she had been drawing the suit for Pei Jingping.

The night was long, and in the middle of the night a drizzle began to fall, with a few loud thunderclaps breaking the sky.

It's destined to be a sleepless night.

When Sang Ran came to his senses, the rain had stopped, the sun was half out, and the windows were creaking because of the strong wind today.

What she didn't know was...several entries appeared out of nowhere and climbed to the top along with the sunrise.