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

There are many coffee shops near the business building. Two people sat opposite each other, one looking at the cup in his hand with an indifferent expression, while the other was rubbing his hands, looking a little embarrassed.

Sang Ran glanced at the time, his patience almost exhausted: "I have something else to do later."

She left the second half of the sentence unsaid, but Xin Beibei on the opposite side could already sense what she meant.

"Yes...I'm sorry, Sister Sang." As soon as her voice came out of her throat, it immediately changed tone and became tearful.

She sobbed quietly, perhaps because of fear, or perhaps because of guilt, in any case, she was in a strange mood. However, facing Sang Ran, guilt still prevailed.

She was choked with sobs and couldn't speak.

Sang Ran lowered his eyes, said nothing, and pushed the tissue on the table over with a cold face.

"Don't say anything, I know everything." She couldn't bear to hear people crying.

Xin Beibei stared blankly at the stack of tissues, only then did she realize that Sang Ran had already seen through her tricks. She was terrified, indescribably terrified.

"I know, it's my problem. I shouldn't pretend I know nothing, but I was forced to do it, Sister Sang... the wound on my face." She sobbed, "If I don't do it, I'm afraid... I'm sorry."

"Compared to this, I think you should apologize to yourself." Sang Ran was moved, but in the end it was all her own fault.

Xin Beibei stopped crying for a moment, her face was covered with tear marks, which hung under her eyes and sparkled, and she looked really embarrassed.

Sang Ran said to her calmly, "You told me when I first came that you couldn't tell good words from bad ones and didn't understand the ways of the world, so you should concentrate on studying and write down what everyone says and analyze it yourself."

"But Beibei, why do you have to analyze right and wrong from others?"

Sang Ran rarely spoke more: "I think it is more important for you to find your own values ​​than to analyze these things. If you don't even have a set of standards for right and wrong, and no moral bottom line, let alone the ways of the world, I think it will be difficult for you to find your complete self."

That was all she had to say. To be honest, she really liked the girl in front of her.

She was pure and had no bad intentions, so when Sang Ran associated this incident with her, his first reaction was shock.

Later, when I learned the whole story, I felt indescribable.

She was the first person who took the initiative to contact Sang Ran after she came to the company without being influenced by rumors. Even though she was timid and afraid of doing something wrong, she always showed her enthusiasm to the greatest extent for Sang Ran.

But she also knew that it was Ning Xiaogu who was behind it, but he still chose to help her hide it.

Sang Ran didn't want to know how much of this was forced, she only looked at the results.

Xin Beibei didn't say anything, but her tears became more and more uncontrollable and became more and more violent.

She knew she had no excuse to retort.

Sang Ran didn't blame her, which was already a way of showing some mercy to her.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Sang Ran picked up his bag, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Sister Sang." She had just taken two steps when Xin Beibei couldn't help but call her, "Can you forgive me?"

Sang Ran paused.

She turned her head and looked at her, her face still cold: "Go and pay the bill."

Xin Beibei didn't react: "Ah?"

"This time I think you're treating me to coffee, but next time you don't want me to do that." Sang Ran said, "Come with me to the police station to testify, are you just going to let this injury go?"

"Oh, oh, okay, Sister Sang." Xin Beibei felt a lump in her nose and she lowered her head to wipe away her tears. She raised her head again with red and swollen eyes, but she still forced a smile.

"I'll be there soon, wait for me."

"Well, I'll wait for you at the door."

Only after Xin Beibei walked towards the cashier did Sang Ran let out a sigh.

This little girl is so stupid.

With all the evidence and witnesses, and Xin Beibei's testimony, everything went extremely smoothly. Ning Xiaogu not only had to bear the charge of spreading rumors, but also the charge of threatening and instigating.

After everything was settled, Sang Ran told Yan Qi about this matter, and Yan Qi responded quickly.

Yan Qi: [Why didn't you tell me? Okay, I got it. I'll have her hand over her work and resign as soon as possible.]

Sang Ran: [Before there was no evidence, it was difficult for you to do anything. Now there is sufficient reason, you can do whatever you want. ]

Xin Beibei just cried again in the police station. Her face was already swollen, and now her eyes were even more swollen. She looked like a steamed bun.

Sang Ran lowered his head and fiddled with his phone, searching on the map.

Xin Beibei lowered her head and adjusted her glasses: "Sister Sang, I'll go back first."

Sang Ran searched for the nearest pharmacy, looked up at her and said, "Go buy you some medicine to apply on it."

"No need, it will be fine in two days, it's okay." Xin Beibei refused subconsciously.

"A girl's face is still very important." She took her hand, "Let's go."

Sang Ran's hands were slender and small, and they held hers in a neither-warm nor-loose nor-tight manner, but they seemed to have magical powers, passing a warm current to her heart.

Xin Beibei looked at her back, still so cool and delicate, and seemed difficult to approach, but she seemed to be able to get a glimpse of her true side, although it was only a corner.

They walked a few hundred meters to the drugstore to buy ice packs and medicine. Then they sat on the steps at the door. Sang Ran took off her glasses, handed her the ice pack and asked her to put it on her eyes.

She picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine and rubbed it on her, gently and slowly, for fear of hurting her.

Suddenly, Sang Ran felt that this scene seemed familiar, as if she had helped someone heal wounds in this way before.

When was it? Sang Ran couldn't remember.

After helping Xin Beibei wipe her hair, Sang Ran moved his gaze back to her face, looking at her high nose bridge and her eyes that usually seemed small because of the thick lenses.

Now that there were no glasses blocking her view, she realized that the eyes were not actually small. Instead, they were like a deer's eyes, round and watery.

She asked, "Have you ever thought about having an eye surgery?"

"I've thought about it, but I don't have that much money." Xin Beibei held her breath. Sang Ran was too close to her, and she was a little afraid to breathe.

Sang Ran took out another tissue from her bag and helped her catch the excess medicine that was flowing down her face.

"Ning Xiaogu might be fired."

Although Xin Beibei didn't understand what Sang Ran meant, she still responded in a low voice.

Sang Ran continued, "Are you really going to be an assistant forever? I've seen from your profile that you've been in the company for quite some time. Have you ever thought about becoming a designer?"

"Of course I have thought about it!" Xin Beibei's eyes sparkled, but it was gone in a flash. "But I'm afraid I can't do it, and I don't have the ability to be a designer."

"I won't force you, but you have to fight for opportunities on your own. If you have made up your mind, you can try to talk to Mr. Yan. Maybe he will give you this opportunity."

Through this period of contact, Sang Ran naturally saw Xin Beibei's business ability and knew that she was willing to work hard.

Although talent is important, hard work is more important. As long as she is willing to work hard, there will be no problem for her to surpass more than 80% of the people in the company.

Xin Beibei listened and murmured, "Is it really possible?"

"Of course, if Yan Qi is mentally ill." Sang Ran threw the used garbage into the trash can next to him, "But you should be thankful that he may really be mentally ill."

Sang Ran was not at all soft-hearted when he insulted Yan Qi.

She didn't say anything more and separated from Xin Beibei.

After hailing a taxi, she took out her cell phone and sent a message to Yan Qi.

Sang Ran: [If Xin Beibei comes to you, you can consider giving her a chance. ]

Yan Qi: [Hey, are you promoting someone? This is the first time you really used the backdoor. ]

Sang Ran: [I have a feeling that she will be able to hold up half of Only’s sky in the future.]