After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

"Compared to relying on favors, I prefer to use my own strength to get what I want." Qiao Ran said with a smile.

Brian patted Qiao Ran's shoulder appreciatively, and said loudly in words that everyone could understand: "Happy cooperation!" After speaking, he took the contract from Duke and handed it to Qiao Ran.

Qiao Ran wrote two strong and powerful words on the signature, like a dragon swimming.

"Happy cooperation, Mr. Brian!" Qiao Ran reached out to shake Brian's hand.

"Mr. Song, I have authorized Ms. Qiao Ran to be in charge of this project. If another person is in charge, the project will be automatically terminated." Brian looked at Song Zhiyuan and said coldly.

Long before he came to Beihong Country, the materials of clothing companies in Beihong Country that were eligible to run for the HOT show had already been sent to him.

The Song Group was far from his consideration, especially Song Zhiyuan's divorce and remarriage.

It is impossible for a person who does not cherish his wife and daughter to do a good job in a business.

If it wasn't for Qiao Ran's face, he would never have handed over the HOT show to a company of Song Zhiyuan's character.

"Mr. Brian, don't worry, I will hand over this project to Xiao Ran, and she will take full responsibility. No one will intervene and hinder her until Xiao Ran produces satisfactory results for Mr. Brian." Song Zhiyuan quickly Compensation laughed.

"You really look good in this suit. It looks better than that old lady Tila when she was young, but the clothes are dirty and don't match your temperament. I'll send you the collector's edition I made myself." Ryan looked at Qiao Ran and laughed in the country X dialect.

"Don't bother, just wash it if it's dirty. As long as it's HOT's clothes, I cherish them all. If you want to get Tira back, you must stop drinking first. She is worried about your poor health because you are addicted to alcohol." I divorced you." Qiao Ran said with serious eyes.

"Did she divorce me because I drank? I asked her the reason countless times, but she refused to say anything. In the end, she divorced me because of such a trivial matter? Then why didn't she tell me before?" Brian Ask in disbelief.

"Because she said that you have been obsessed with design all your life, drinking can inspire your creative inspiration, and if you quit drinking, it is tantamount to breaking the wings of your dreams. She can't bear to see you suffering from design, and she is even more afraid to see you screaming when you are drunk. The picture of not waking up, so she chooses to avoid and leave you, and it is enough to pay attention to you silently."

"So that's how it is!" Brian murmured softly, "In the past, I did drink every day for the design, and went to the hospital several times for emergency treatment. Every time I woke up, I saw her face was pale, without a trace of blood."

"In a person's life, fame and fortune are illusory. Only those who truly cherish us are worthy of our life. At this age, sir, you should understand the true meaning of life better than me."

"You and Tira are both in their 70s and don't have much time to waste. I hope you can see your heart clearly as soon as possible, understand what you really want to pursue, and don't let the rest of your life leave irreparable regrets. " Qiao Ran said warmly and earnestly.

"The glass of wine you mixed yesterday made me have a very, very long dream. It allowed me to see clearly the picture from my childhood to my whole life. Now I understand what I really want. Now I want Go back and find her, thank you, Qiao Ran!" Brian gratefully gave Qiao Ran a hug and turned to leave.

In the wind and rain, looking at Brian's leaving back, Qiao Ran's smiling gaze gradually became slightly cooler.

"Qiao Ran, what did you tell Brian just now? Why did he say that you are the only one responsible for this project?" Song Yuyuan looked at Qiao Ran unkindly.

Originally, he thought that as long as the project was let Song do it, no matter who brought it in, he would personally take charge of the project, help him return to China, make a good first battle, and shut up those who are not convinced by him.

"I was the one who won this project. Isn't it only natural for me to be in charge? Since you don't want me to be in charge, I'll call Mr. Brian now."

Song Zhiyuan quickly stopped with a smile: "Xiao Ran, don't call, Brian said that you are in charge of this project, and you are the only person in charge!"

As he spoke, he looked at Song Yuyuan and scolded: "Don't say such things again in the future. Your second sister is in charge of the HOT show. If you make your second sister unhappy again, be careful and I will cut you."

"Xiao Ran, what words did you use to talk to Brian just now? Didn't you even graduate from high school? How can you speak so many foreign languages?" Song Wanqing asked curiously.

"Yeah, what you just said doesn't look like English, Japanese, or Korean. Which language is that?" Xu Xueman also asked curiously with a smile.

"During the years in the Wen family, I learned several foreign countries when I had nothing to do!" Qiao Ran looked at Mrs. Song with a cold gaze: "Have you finished the family law? Continue without you. If I finish, I will go upstairs rest."

Before that, she was a little white rabbit, letting her discipline her well-behaved appearance.

Now that I have HOT's project by my side, why don't I take her grandma seriously?

Mrs. Song, who had been strong all her life, felt that she couldn't lose face in front of the juniors, and held her neck up like a fighting cock.

"What's your attitude? Didn't your mother teach you how juniors talk to elders? That's right, your mother is weak and incompetent. Apart from drawing on paper all day long, how can she teach children? It's because there is no mother to teach you. That's why you don't... ah..."

Mrs. Song felt a sharp pain like burning needles in her throat, causing her to scream, and fell down in the snow, clutching her throat in pain.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Song Wanqing asked nervously while supporting Mrs. Song.

"Ah... ah..." Mrs. Song, who was about to speak, let out a few strange and piercing screams.

"It's obvious that educating children is a matter for both parents, but grandma puts all the blame on me. I'm afraid my mother thinks that she is more wronged than Dou E, who was snowing in June, so she appeared to stop grandma's mouth. ?" Qiao Ran said with indifferent eyes and a low voice.

"Qiao Ran, don't talk nonsense, there are no ghosts and gods in the world, don't scare people with these." Xu Xueman scolded.

"There is no theory of ghosts and gods. Do you mean that grandma has been worshiping the air for many years after eating vegetarian Buddha? If there are no ghosts and gods, grandma is suddenly speechless. How do you explain it?"

"If you were the one who died, and you saw someone beating your child in the freezing and snowy Leo, and insulting you for not being able to teach them well, would you be so angry that you would vent your anger on your child?" Qiao Ran asked coldly.

Mrs. Song opened her mouth a few more times unwillingly. Apart from making weird screams, she couldn't help pinching her own neck with both hands.

Xu Xueman originally wanted to refute Qiao Ran's words, but when she saw Mrs. Song pinching her, she didn't dare to speak casually.

Seeing her strange behavior, Mrs. Song, who already believed in ghosts and gods, felt that Qiao Ran was right.

It was really Qiao Wenhui who saw her beating her daughter, scolded her, and took revenge on her when the spirit of heaven appeared.

"Grandma, you have always been submerged in the mind of the Buddha, and you should know what you are going to do when you collide with the gods, right?" Qiao Ran reminded lightly.

Mrs. Song felt that her neck was about to be strangled by herself. She really wanted to let go, but the strange pain in her throat made her feel better only by strangling her neck.

Hearing Qiao Ran's words, Mrs. Song quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily on the snow, and said something!