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

The news that the fake daughter of the Sang family returned to China with her illegitimate daughter quickly spread in the circle.

The parties involved were completely unaware.

Sang Ran: "The princess and the seven dwarfs have found their dreams, and they will work hard to achieve their goals in the future."

Her voice became softer and softer until she was sure her daughter was asleep.

He bent down and kissed his daughter on the forehead, tucked in the quilt, and then left the room.

I returned to my room, turned off the lights and prepared to go to sleep, but my cell phone was unusually busy.

The message notification sounds non-stop.

Sang Ran resisted the urge to sleep and unlocked the phone.

The first thing she saw was her father's chat box, so she clicked on it.

Sang Huaimin: [Are you asleep? ]

Sang Ran wasn't sure why he wanted to see her so late, but it couldn't be that he missed her.

Sang Ran: [Not yet.]

The other end replied quickly.

Sang Huaimin: [It’s like this, your sister…]

Sang Huaimin: [Your sister said she wanted to sign an agreement to sever ties with you. She has been making a fuss until now. I have no choice but to come to you.]

A sneer came from the dark and quiet room.

She is so ruthless. I'm afraid Sang Huaimin is also afraid that she will steal his family property.

Seeing that Sang Ran didn't reply, another message came.

Sang Huaimin: [Actually, I don’t want to either. Don’t worry, we just need to sign an agreement. You will still be our daughter in the future.]

Sang Ran: [Okay, what time?]

Sang Huaimin: [Tomorrow.]

Really anxious.

I'm afraid the agreement has been drawn up tonight.

If they had this level of initiative in their work, the company would have been established long ago.

However, the more ruthless they are, the more it will reduce Sang Ran's psychological burden.

Slide out and there is another message below.

It was sent by her good friend Yan Qi who asked her for help.

Yan Qi: [Are we there yet?]

Sang Ran: [Just arrived.]

Yan Qi: [When will Mr. Sang, the designer, arrive? I have even prepared an office for you.]

Yan Qi: [But the company's designers heard that they were going to parachute in a design director, and they all said that you have a backer.]

Sang Ran: [The day after tomorrow.]

Sang Ran: [I guess so, it’s a backdoor.]

Yan Qi: [OKK, waiting for you~]

By turning off the screen of his phone, Sang Ran was able to fall asleep quickly without having to adjust to the jet lag.

......

The sunlight filtered through the gap in the curtains and fell onto Sang Ran's delicate features. The woman's breathing became even and her body rose and fell slightly.

Sang Ran's eyes are the only part of her that reveals emotion.

When his eyes were closed, his face became completely cold and clear, without any trace of worldly air.

There is always a sense of being isolated from the world.

Her long eyelashes moved slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, her eyebrows unconsciously wrinkled.

I haven’t had a dream for a long time, but I had a dream all night last night.

The dream kept repeating the scene of her and that man whispering in each other's ears and in a passionate love affair.

Or the third perspective.

I watched myself entangled with that person, indulged, and released.

Even though she can't remember what the man looked like now, Sang Ran still remembers the shock he brought to her.

Even when drunk, I can't forget it.

She half sat up, rubbing her brows with her slender fingers, feeling a little annoyed.

He picked up the phone from the bedside table.

It was almost noon, and Sang Ran was exhausted after dreaming all night.

The weather is nice today and the sunlight is dazzling.

Sang Ran slid down the bed, put on slippers, and opened the curtains.

Use a hairpin to tie up your wavy hair.

When I finished washing up and went out, my daughter was already sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV.

Sang Ran sat next to him, smiled faintly, narrowed his eyes, and moved his face closer.

Sang Ning pouted her pink little lips and pressed a kiss on it, making a crisp sound.

Sang Ran looked around: "Where is your aunt Yao Ya?"

Sang Ning's eyes were still on the TV: "He probably hasn't gotten up yet."

Sang Ran nodded.

Reaching out and stroking her daughter's head:

"Mom is going out for a while and will be back soon. You stay at home obediently."

Sang Ning instantly perked up: "I want to go too. It's so boring at home~"

She pouted her lips to look cute, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled and blinked.

Of course Sang Ran knew that her daughter was bored at home, but she didn't want her daughter to have too much contact with the Sang family.

She poked Sang Ning's nose:

"We're going to Grandma's house. You don't like going there, do you? Don't worry, I'll take you out to play when I come back in the afternoon."

"it is good!"

The air was covered with a thin layer of mist from the sunlight, which made it seem unreal. The evergreen trees on the roadside were dense, and the faint light that penetrated through drew gray shadows on the ground.

Sang Ran walked among them, wearing a new Chinese style skirt suit.

Just talking about appearance, there are tens of thousands of beauties in the world, and Sang Ran ranks among the top, but she doesn't dare to call herself the best.

Her most outstanding feature is her temperament. She is the one that will lock onto your figure in the crowd at first sight, and then you can't look away. Even if she is wearing a sack, people will still guess which brand's new model it is.

While enjoying the scenery along the way, we arrived at the Sang family villa unknowingly.

When I rang the doorbell again, my mentality was completely different. This time I felt a little more relieved.

Aunt Wang opened the door and walked in with Sang Ran.

Sang Huaimin was already sitting in the hall and stood up eagerly when he saw Sang Ran.

His attitude was abnormal, and Sang Ran raised her eyebrows slightly.

Li Chuchu, who was sitting next to him, also stood up.

She held Sang Ran's arm warmly.

Feeling the warmth on his arm, Sang Ran frowned slightly and pulled his arm away rudely.

Sang Huaimin had an unnatural smile on his face:

"Ranran is here, come and sit down."

Not knowing what the two were singing about, Sang Ran didn’t have time to act with them.

Her tone was distant but polite: "I won't sit down. Didn't you say you want to sign a contract?"

Her eyes fell on the empty coffee table.

"The contract hasn't been printed yet?"

Sang Huaimin's mouth twitched, but his smile didn't fade: "Dad was just joking with you yesterday. I just missed you and wanted to find a reason to ask you to come back and sit with me."

He lowered his head and looked behind Sang Ran:

"Didn't you bring back Sang Ning? You are such a fool..."

"Master, Young Master He is here." He was interrupted by Aunt Wang before he could finish his words.

Aunt Wang came in with He Licheng.

The man paused when he saw Sang Ran.

Sang Ran happened to turn around and look back at this time. Their eyes met. Sang Ran had no expression, but He Licheng's pupils trembled violently.

He was Sang Ran's former fiancé.

The two families had formed a marriage for the sake of profit, but He Licheng had truly loved Sang Ran.

As for Sang Ran...

She just thought it was profitable and didn't care whether there was any emotion or not.

After Li Chuchu came back, this marriage naturally fell into her hands, the real daughter.

He Licheng is not ugly, and can even be said to be a little handsome.

Li Chuchu originally wanted to take back everything that Sang Ran had taken away, so she readily agreed to the marriage.

Li Chuchu trotted over to greet him:

"Brother Li Cheng, you are here."

He Licheng's eyes did not move, still staring at Sang Ran, he spoke in a hoarse voice:

"You're back?"

Sang Ran ignored him, turned his gaze away, and looked at Sang Huaimin again:

"It's not good to occupy the identity of Miss Sang any longer. It's time to end it."

Li Chuchu was unhappy and threw all the previous agreements with her father out of her mind:

"It's over, so who cares?"