Chapter 224

224 I’m lucky to get it, but I’m destined to lose it

Song Xuan glanced at her with a complicated expression and said to aunt Wu, who was peeling walnuts, ” “Is this girl stupid? How many times have we heard this sound tonight?”

Mother Wu crushed the walnut in her hand with a pair of pliers as she said, ” “No matter what, it should be at least ten times.”

Song Xuan reached out her hand and took the book from song ran’s hand. Song ran was still in a daze. She was not reading at all. How could she have noticed that the book had been taken away?

Song Xuan pinched her face. song ran, you’re making fun of me. Song ran.

Song ran then realized that her sister was calling her. She quickly smiled and said, ” “What’s wrong, sis? What’s the matter?”

“What’s wrong?” song Xuan raised her eyebrows and asked. He’s been laughing like an idiot for a while now.”

Song ran asked,’sis, do you really want to hear it? Didn’t you say that you didn’t like hearing me mention team leader Gu?”

Song Xuan’s eyes widened. I knew it. It must be related to team leader Gu. Stop it. I really don’t want to know.

Song ran shouted, “it’s too late. I have to tell you. Let me tell you, team leader Gu confessed to me seriously today. He was very affectionate and full of love. You don’t know about the environment, the evening, the campus, and the Golden ginkgo forest. Sister, don’t you know how to draw?” Can you help me draw it? I want to keep this picture as a memento.”

Song Xuan pushed her head and said, “you guys are so sweet. Why do you want me to draw?” Is it something a human would do?”

Song ran hugged her. from what I know about my sister, she will agree to my request unconditionally.

Song Xuan snorted. dream on. When you get into Fu Guang University, I’ll agree to draw for you.

Song ran’s heart skipped a beat. She then said in a joking tone, ” don’t you think your sister is suitable for the Performing Arts industry? ”

Song Xuan looked her up and down and asked,”performance?” Do you want me to worry to death for you?”

I’m just joking. I’m just joking. song ran’s smile tightened.

The two people in her family seemed to be strongly opposed to her applying for Haicheng Academy of Drama in her previous life.

Forget it, let’s act first and report later. What’s done is done, and they can’t do anything about it.

Unexpectedly, she and Fu Guang University really had a complicated relationship that could not be cut apart.

Aunt Wu peeled a basket of walnuts and picked up a small basket. “We’ll have walnut and red jujube congee tomorrow morning.”

With that, he went into the kitchen.

how’s old song’s mood recently? ” song ran quickly changed the topic.

Song Xuan’s expression was a little meaningful, ” I’ll say something that you don’t like to hear. I reckon that Shen mengfang will return to this family sooner or later. Do you believe me? ”

Song ran’s heart felt a little suffocated. She believed him. Why wouldn’t she?

Shen mengfang was a typical person who liked to please others. Of course, she only wanted to please her father. Old song was someone who needed to be complimented. With Shen mengfang by his side, sucking up to him and giving him Pillow Talk, he felt that he was an old steed that had a thousand miles to go. It seemed that he could still make a big name for himself in Haicheng.

At that time, he was so angry that he chased Shen mengfang away. After a while, when his anger subsided, he naturally remembered all the good things about Shen mengfang.

Shen mengfang’s lie about Gu jinghang’s injustice did not even touch old song’s sore spot.

The only way to make him divorce Shen mengfang completely was to make a fuss out of Zhao Mingyi.

Zhao Mingyi, Oh Zhao Mingyi, the main culprit who had torn their family apart. It seemed that it was time for her to meet him.

On Friday, after school, song ran sneaked to the supply and marketing Club where her sister worked. There was a dessert shop opposite the club where they could have a variety of Haicheng specialty desserts. She ordered a sugar lotus seed and a Begonia pastry and sat by the window, staring at the door of the supply and marketing Club.