NovelEnglish689 Won’t you let me fight for 300 rounds?
Gu jinghang had always been an ambitious person, but he had never thirsted for power as much as he did now.
Because Han Yue was the daughter of the vice principal, he had to be careful in his actions. This was the restraint of his position.
In the dead of the night, all was silent. He lay on the sofa next to her, tormented, and imagined himself standing at the peak of power.
That’s right. The more you climb up from the bottom, the more careful you have to be. It’s just that one day, his Xiao ran can also use his reputation to intimidate others in Haicheng, or even the whole country.
How long did he have to wait for this day?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHow many years would he have to crawl for his Xiao ran to be able to do whatever she wanted when she went out?
The next day, song ran could not wait to send Gu jinghang off after breakfast. Gu jinghang was feeling rather upset.
He was really troubled by both internal and external problems. He couldn’t relax for a moment. There was Han Yue over there, and there were so many people fighting to occupy his ran.
With a Wolf in front and a Tiger behind, Deputy Section Chief Gu’s sense of crisis also reached the highest in history.
Song ran only returned home after Gu jinghang got on the bus. Not long after, the car sent by Mrs. Fu arrived. Song ran felt like she was meeting her lover behind Gu jinghang’s back.
It was only when the car entered a heavily guarded compound that the guard at the entrance saluted the driver. Song ran then sat up straight.
The car stopped at the entrance of the detached house. The driver got out of the car and opened the door for her personally. Song ran was a little overwhelmed by the unexpected favor. The moment she got out of the car, she saw Mrs. Fu watering the flowers through the porch.
Song ran walked in with the Osmanthus Begonia cakes made by aunt Wu. Mrs. Fu was wearing linen clothes, but it could not hide her beauty. She must have been a great beauty when she was young.
Song ran walked over and greeted him obediently, ” Hello, Madam. My Auntie made this osmanthus cake. It’s delicious. Try it.
For a person who had been through all kinds of storms, it was useless to bring any luxurious gift. Only such a simple and down-to-earth gift that was full of true feelings would show that you were honest.
They liked honest people. After all, there would be countless people praising them every day. They had probably gotten tired of it.
Mrs. Fu took the paper bag and took one out, taking a bite. “Yes, it tastes very good. Your auntie’s hands are very skillful.”
Song ran was elated. Mrs. Fu was really giving her face and did not intend to be perfunctory.
This was a good sign.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMrs. Fu handed the watering can to a woman in her sixties and instructed with a smile, ” we have a guest. Make two more dishes for lunch. Ran, What do you like to eat? ”
I like sweet and sour ribs and pan-fried hairtail, ” song ran said without holding back.
The nanny stared at song ran. This young lady did not treat herself as an outsider at the chief’s house. Usually, when the lady asked about the guests, almost everyone would say, ” do as you please.
This little girl was quite interesting.
No wonder Madam had invited her to her house for dinner. After all, those people were always trembling with fear when they saw Madam. It would be too boring.
Mrs. Fu smiled lovingly and instructed, ” “Yes, aunt Rong, you can go to the market to buy some vegetables.”
After she finished speaking, she held song ran’s hand and walked into the house. Aunt Rong looked at their backs and her eyes became wet. If Weiwei was still here, she would probably be around the same age as this young lady.
As soon as she entered the house, before song ran could sit down, she heard Mrs. Fu say, ” song ran, be my goddaughter.
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