He Is Warmer Than Time

He said to the human on the other end of the phone, "Since you don't have time for Ji'an, wait until you have time to talk?"

Tang Ji'an on the other end said again: "Who told you that I have no time?"

Yang Haitao raised his eyebrows. This Tang Ji'an is indeed well-deserved and difficult to serve and deal with. You never know what he is thinking.

"and so……"

Forget it, he won't make his own decision, let Second Young Master Tang decide for himself.

"At six this evening, Yipinju."

A big rock fell in Yang Haitao's heart, and he didn't know whether the second son of Tang was giving him face or giving face to his sister-in-law.

At six o'clock in the evening, Song Ran and Yang Haitao went to Yipinju together. Yipinju is the best restaurant in Haicheng. The consumption is naturally high, and the interior decoration layout is very delicate and elegant.

Behind the owner of their private room was a huge galloping horse, majestic and majestic.

The two of them sat on the chairs and climbed to Tang Ji'an, and this wait took half an hour.

Song Ran was a little angry, because she knew that he was the mayor, she reluctantly wanted to apologize to him. His driver was speeding and almost hit someone. The person who was at fault accepted the apology from others, but he was still late. ?

This second son of Tang really has a very high self-esteem.

When Yang Haitao saw Song Ran's face becoming more ugly, he knew that his sister-in-law's mood had gradually deteriorated, so he quickly calmed down and said, "Jian's affairs are busy, don't worry, wait."

Song Ran raised his hand to look at his watch: "Since it's so busy, should we come over later? Is it just for us to wait for him if we come over so early?"

Yang Haitao worried: "Shhh, keep your voice down, don't be so unabashed."

As he was talking, the door opened, and Tang Ji'an walked in, with an unclear expression, "No need to whisper, I heard it all."

Yang Haitao quickly got up and shook hands with him. Song Ran sat lazily on the chair, looking at the man who walked in, thinking to himself, I was just giving you face and saying that I would apologize to you. In truth, my godfather is the commander-in-chief. It’s not totally impossible to not give you face.

It's okay for you, if you get a bargain, you still behave well, so it doesn't give me face, the courtesy, this apologetic dinner, don't expect me to give you a good face.

Tang Ji'an crossed Yang Haitao and glanced at Song Ran who was sitting on the chair, and his tight expression eased slightly: "If I remember correctly, this dinner today is Miss Song Er's apologetic dinner?"

Song Ran stood up, approached Tang Ji'an, and smiled: "It turns out that the second son of Tang has a good memory. I thought you forgot the time for the apocalypse tonight."

Yang Haitao felt a little bit in his heart, Second Miss, you are really unreasonable.

Tang Ji'an's smile was frozen on his face, no one dared to embarrass him so much. Song Ran was the first one to speak sarcastically and openly, as if he really did something wrong.

No one dared to care about his fault so seriously.

Tang Ji'an is busy with his business, and he is half an hour late. Is this a big deal?

Although, for this half an hour, he just sat in his office for half an hour, thinking that he should treat that little girl well and let her know who has the right to speak.

He thought, as soon as he entered the private room, Song Ran had to say to himself in a low voice, like the others, Tang Er Shao, you are here.

He replied, you have been waiting for a long time.

Then Song Ran returned, no no, just arrived.

Well, obviously, he made a mistake.