He Is Warmer Than Time

Two days later, near the Gregorian New Year, snow fell in Haicheng. This year's snow came earlier than usual.

Song Ran missed someone even more, wanted to watch the snow scene with him, wanted to put his hand in his coat pocket when it was freezing, wanted to be held in his arms, wanted him to soak her feet .

Why isn't this person coming back?

In addition, Yang Haitao and Song Xuan's feelings became more and more profound, and Song Ran simply complained to the extreme.

On this day, Mrs. Fu came to pick her up in person, saying that she was taking her to see the snow in Changxia Villa.

Changxia Villa is located on the outskirts of Haicheng. There are mountains and lakes for the entertainment of dignitaries.

At this moment, thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting, the scenery should be excellent.

The car drove slowly on the wide road in the city. When it was at a traffic light somewhere, the car came to a halt. Song Ran seemed to catch a glimpse of Wen Huihui.

For Wen Huihui, she has always been very defensive, and God knows what kind of nasty things this deeply scheming person will do for the sake of prosperity and wealth.

The red light seemed a bit long.

"Huihui..." A rude woman's voice sounded, and Mrs. Fu suddenly turned her eyes out of the window.

Song Ran snorted in his heart, Huihui and Weiwei. In the Haicheng dialect, these two pronunciations are extremely similar.

Not far away, it was Wen Huihui's mother, Lin Xiulan, a middle-aged woman working in the weak and kind factory.

Song Ran looked at them two with suspicious eyes.

How could such a weak person suddenly speak to Wen Huihui in such a vicious voice?

It is clear that the roles of the two are reversed. It seems that the drama spirit is on the line. If that is the case, then she will watch the play for a while.

The green light was on and the guard was about to drive, but Mrs. Fu raised her hand and said: "The car is pulled over, wait for a while."

The guard was a little puzzled: "Madam, don't you go to the mountain village to see the snow?"

"Well, I'll go later."

Song Ran didn't say anything, his gaze was still focused on the sidewalker.

But as soon as Wen Huihui's mother approached, she raised her hand and beat Wen Huihui and scolded her violently: "You are a loser who asked you to go on a blind date. Why did you slip away? Ah? People can see you, it is yours Fortune, do you dare to pick and choose? See if I won't kill you or if I won't kill you!"

Ok? Song Ran increasingly felt that everything that happened outside the window was absurd. What kind of medicine did Wen Huihui sell in the gourd?

Why did her weak mother suddenly become tough?

Wen Huihui had to go with her father for the sake of prosperity and wealth, and abandon her mother's cold-blooded ruthless person.

And back then, her mother shed so many tears to fight for Wen Huihui's custody, but then, Wen Huihui didn't even look at her mother indifferently.

Her mother didn't know what evil she had done in her previous life, so she became such an unfilial girl.

Now, who is acting outside now?

Wen Huihui looked at her mother pitifully: "Mom...I...I'm still studying, I don't want to get married yet."

Lin Xiulan became more fierce and evil, poking Wen Huihui’s forehead, completely ignoring the onlookers of passers-by, and cursing: "How much have you spent on me these years? If I let you marry someone, you have to marry someone. You dare to talk back. Look. I won't kill you!"

As she said, Lin Xiulan raised her hand and slapped Wen Huihui a big slap. From Song Ran's perspective, she could see Lin Xiulan's hand trembling slightly.

Mrs. Fu said coldly: "Xiao Li, go down and have a look..."