He Is Warmer Than Time

When entering the private room, Tang Ji'an was already sitting. There was no one else, only Tang Ji'an. Song Ran asked Yin Hua to stay outside the private room, and then whispered: "If something is wrong, you rush in right away, you know? A falling cup is a signal."

The second young master asked her to come for dinner alone. She didn't know what the motive was.

If the second young master knew that Song Ran thought him so nasty, he was afraid that he would vomit blood to death.

Song Ran left the two seats of Tang Ji'an, sat down slowly, and said with a smile: "Second brother, what's the matter for asking me to come out?"

Tang Ji'an patted the chair next to him: "Why are you sitting so far?"

Song Ran smiled and said, "There is more room for activity, and we are both comfortable."

Tang Ji'an raised his eyebrows slightly to look at her: "Are you guarding me?"

Song Ran thought to himself, are we already familiar to the point that I don't need to guard you?

Call you second brother, do you really think you are my brother?

She kept a smile on her face and said, "How come? You think too much."

Tang Ji'an said in his heart, the little girl is really smart and can speak, so just be guarded. It's not a bad thing for a little girl to be defensive when it comes out.

He gave Song Ran a sliced ​​roast duck, and then pointed to the cucumber, spring onion and dough on the side: "Wrap it and eat it with some sauce. This roast duck is the most authentic of all restaurants in Haicheng."

Song Ran wrapped a piece according to his statement, and then looked at him: "Second brother asked me to come out today, isn't it just to teach me how to eat roast duck, right?"

Tang Ji'an smiled: "Naturally not, there are some gossips that I overheard to tell you, lest you are sold and kept in the dark."

Song Ran was a little surprised. Tang Ji'an is such an enthusiastic person?

So interested in the gossip about female stars?

She snarled: "I would like to hear the details."

Tang Ji'an poured her some tea again: "There are rumors in the market that you are in charge by a boss named Yao Xifeng."

With a slap, Song Ran dropped the towel that he was holding to wipe his mouth, gritted his teeth and said: "It's a good thing to not go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, brother, you have to believe me, I came up entirely on my own , You think, I have money in my family, my godfather is still the commander, do I just have to rely on that kind of improper means to get to the top?"

Tang Ji'an looked indifferent: "I believe it or not you are not important, the important thing is... you don't want to know this matter, who secretly planned it?"

Song Ran wrapped a piece of roast duck and frowned, "You know?"

Tang Ji'an smiled and said, "Naturally, I called you over because I knew it."

Hi, it's still on sale.

"Since you called me over, just say it."

Tang Ji'an's slender fingers lightly 80,000 of the bamboo chopsticks beside his hand, his expression a bit playful: "I said yes, what can you give me?"

Song Ran stuffed the roast duck wrapped in dough into his mouth, and said vaguely: "What can I give you? Money, you don't need money, you don't lack power, you don't lack..."

Lulu, just such a word flashed through his mind, and Tang Ji'an felt that he was somewhat hopeless.

He has never been a womanizer.

Song Ran took the handkerchief on the side and wiped his hands and mouth again, then smiled: "Lose..."

Tang Ji's heart trembled.

"Lust...I can't give you anymore. After all, I have an object. I am more in love with my object than Jin Jian. No one can separate us, ha ha."