Ex-husband, Behave Yourself-Chapter 565
As time passed by, there were fewer vehicles on the street. All the way along, except for the brightness of street lights, the commercial areas were basically shadowy, silent and desolate.
Song ran reclined on the back of the co driver's seat and rested with his eyes closed. During this period, his throat moved a few times. Because he was so hungry in his stomach that the vehicle bumped again, he felt sick.
Mu Ming drove, looked around for two times, or turned to ask the woman around her, "now, except for the small stalls on the night market, all the restaurants are closed, or I'll take you home, and you call your aunt to prepare something to eat?"
He originally wanted to invite song ran to his apartment. His cooking skills were good, and he served her a meal, but on second thought, it was too late for him to get in and out.
Song ran didn't speculate about his worries, but when he heard that he was returning to song's house, he waved his hand and refused the proposal. "Go to the nearby night market and have some noodles."
Song ran can't control her stomach for half an hour. She can't control her stomach for another half an hour.
What's more, she didn't plan to go back to song's house today. After eating, she had to go back to the company. After taking a nap, she still had a lot of things to do.
She's not flustered, and it doesn't mean there's nothing to do.
Mu Ming listened to her words, some hesitation, but still turned the steering wheel, to the direction of the night market.
Less than 10 minutes' drive, they alighted in a crowded parking area nearby, then walked to the nearest noodle shop on the street corner and ordered two bowls of noodles.
After all, the sanitation of the stalls on the night market is not as good as before. After looking around, he found a clean square table and was taking a tissue to wipe it back and forth. When song ran sat down with his long legs, he was about to wipe it back and forth.
"When you've finished eating, you're not so particular about it."
Her lips were white, she looked weak, and her voice was ripping.
Mu Ming bent down a little bit, then he laughed, put the paper towel aside, and he also sat on the opposite side calmly, "I think you should not be used to it when you come."
In his impression, the elder sister in college was aloof and arrogant, with serious cleanliness addiction.
"Why not get used to it?" Song ran took a pair of chopsticks from the side and took a glance at the direction of the facial paralysis boss. "I'm not a big lady. I'm served three meals a day. It's impossible to waste a few hours every day and go to those high-end restaurants to look after food and clothing."
She also suffered a lot, but because of her identity, people naturally think that it is just her good life and she has the right baby.
Even Shang Rui always thinks so.
Mu Ming is convinced by song Ran's simple explanation. However, he still laughs when he thinks about his college days. "I remember when I first entered the University, you were still a teacher's assistant. At the end of the term, he took over our thesis assignment instead of him. One of the girls' homework was crumpled. You immediately called back and said that his paper was not clean."
At that time, he and song ran didn't know each other. It was also because of this incident that he felt for the first time what kind of people song Meimei was, who had different opinions about her.
To tell you the truth, when I saw her holding other students' homework and leaving arrogantly, I had a bad impression on her.
Song ranning looks at her eyebrows and seems to be thinking, but she has no impression of the past mentioned by Mu Ming.
"Is it?" She hooked her pale lips. "I don't remember."
Thinking of the past, the originally deep locked eyebrows were stretched a little bit. At this time, the boss with facial paralysis happened to come over. She reached out and listened to him continue.
"Later, the girl gave the paper to the teacher directly. After a while, she got a punishment for plagiarism." Mu Ming's noodles were also brought up. He picked up a handful with his chopsticks, but when he saw the other party eating quietly, he put it down and looked at her with a frown. "Later, I learned that you meant that her paper was not clean."
After Mu Ming reminds her, song ran also has a faint impression. At that time, she was already preparing for graduation, and her family's enterprise work had begun to take over. She had less time to stay in school, so she did not pay attention to these things.
"I have also studied your topic, and I have read all the papers at home and abroad. Her paper is plagiarized at the beginning, so she should be punished."
At that time, she had already reminded her side, but the other side thought that she was deliberately picking fault, or handed in the homework intact. The final result was not worthy of the sympathy of others.
She likes to leave room for things, but if the space left is also violated, the other party should be prepared to bear the final result in advance.
Thinking of this, she ate another mouthful of noodles. The spicy flavor in the soup rolled into her throat. She coughed twice and her face turned red quickly.
Mu Ming noticed that he turned his head and saw the cloudy barley tea in the transparent teapot beside him. After thinking about it, he got up and went to the vending machine not far away. "I'll buy you some water."The man gets up and walks away, but song ran slightly adjusts his breath. When he is sitting still, he suddenly feels that there are two figures nearby.
Squint at the past, we can see that there are two loafers with flower arms and sleeves rolled up on their shoulders. They walk three times.
One of them also carried a baseball bat on his shoulder, deliberately tilted his fluffy head and looked at the woman in front of him, "beauty, how about having supper with my boyfriend?"
Said a frown, free a hand to touch the chin, "just eat noodles what's the point? Why don't you come with me, brothers, and take you to eat what you want. "
Song ran Duan is sitting there and sees a group of young people standing behind the two thugs.
She probably understood something, her eyes gradually narrowed, over the group of people, to see just standing in front of the vending machine, all this is not aware of the man.
Then he slowly lifted his thin lips, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes. He raised his eyes and looked straight at the head of the gangster. "I've found the right time. I'm afraid I've been staring at you for a long time? Who hired you? Did you find out before you started that you offended the Song family? What will happen to you? "
The woman's powerful momentum made the two men who were still angry one after another. After a look at each other, the punk carrying the baseball bat weighed the pole back and forth in his hand, and then he laughed with a ruffian face.
"What song family? I don't know what you're talking about? I just like you and have a heart for molestation. If you are caught, you just go in and squat for two months. It doesn't matter. "
With that, she quickly gave a look to the person behind her, and someone rolled her sleeve to pull her arm.
"If we have a meal with brother Kun, we won't do anything to you. Don't worry about it..." f𝔯𝒆𝚎𝚠𝑒𝚋𝓃૦νℯƖ.co𝘮
Song ran took a side to hide, and the little gangster threw himself into the air. He was already a little unhappy. He took two steps forward, and at the same time, he tried to persuade him with bad intentions.
One side of the noodles aunt saw, quickly lost the bowl in her hand to persuade, but was nearest to her a little scum directly overturned on the ground.
She sank her eyes and saw the middle-aged woman lying on the ground crying, and then bent down to help people up, and then slowly got up, and the gangster looked at each other coldly, "I'll go with you."
This surprised a group of people, especially the punk who was weighing the baseball bat. He felt his chin at this time and was really interested in the woman in front of him.
"It's kind of interesting." He laughs, pushes the small attendant behind him, makes way with them, "then goes."
Song ran held his breath and stepped forward. Just thinking about how to go around, he saw the man who had just flashed from the side and stepped in front of him three or two steps.
He was broad and thick, with his hands in the pockets of his trousers, blocking her way with his body straight, and looked over with a little ruffian smile.
"Mr. Shan?"
She was more or less surprised, but somehow set a heart.
