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Song Xiran looked at the direction Song Xiaoran was leaving and smiled: "The person who just spoke to you looks familiar. Is it Xiaoran?"

Lu Ting smiled: "Yes, it's Song Xiaoran. I happened to meet her and said a few words. Wow, Xiran, you are so beautiful today."

Today Xiran wore a white shirt with the popular puff sleeves, a pink knitted cardigan and a woolen hat. It was both warm and fashionable, and Lu Ting couldn't take his eyes off it for a while.

Song Xiran had a shy smile on her face and whispered: "Am I beautiful today?"

Lu Ting smiled and shook his head: "I'm not right. Of course Xiran is beautiful every day."

Song Xiran covered her mouth and smiled. When she looked up, she saw that Song Xiaoran and Zhao Shaokang had gone away. She smiled and said to Lu Ting, "By the way, when I came here just now, I saw you giving your business card to Xiaoran?"

Lu Ting said calmly: "Yes, Xiaoran said she might have something to do with me, so I gave her my contact information."

Song Xiran nodded thoughtfully when he heard this.

Lu Ting's face changed slightly when he saw this: "Xiran, don't you like me giving my contact information to other girls? At that time, I mainly considered Xiaoran as a friend I have met a few times, and your relationship is not ordinary. So. I……"

Song Xiran smiled sweetly and stuck out his fingers to cover Lu Ting's mouth: "Don't be stupid. Why would I mind? I was just thinking about my elder brother and got distracted. Let's go and watch a movie."

Lu Ting felt relieved and handed a cup of milk tea to Song Xiran: "Xiran, this cup is yours."

Song Xiran took it and looked at the big logo of Xinxin Milk Tea on the cup, and suddenly felt a little nauseous.

Lu Ting saw that her expression was not good and he quickly asked: "What's wrong with Xiran? Is there something wrong with your body again?"

"It's okay. Maybe I was in a hurry when I got out of the car and ran too fast after I saw you." Song Xiran said with a smile, "I'll be fine after I rest. I won't drink this milk tea."

Lu Ting nodded, took the milk tea, and took Song Xiran's hand to a seat next to him to rest: "Xiran, you just said about your elder brother, did something happen to him?"

……

On the other side, Song Xiaoran and Zhao Shaokang were shopping.

As Song Xiaoran walked, she fiddled with the business cards she got: "We also have to print some and let Qingqing design them for you to make them look more stylish."

Zhao Shaokang hummed: "You are right. There may be many places where we need to exchange business cards in the future. It would indeed be rude for others to have us or not."

Song Xiaoran stopped, looked at Zhao Shaokang for a long time, and suddenly said: "Zhao Shaokang, something is wrong with you today."

Zhao Shaokang's eyes widened: "Something's wrong? What's wrong with me?"

Song Xiaoran said firmly: "There's just something wrong!"

Zhao Shaokang scratched his head: "What's wrong? I'm the same as usual."

"It's just the same as usual, what's wrong!" Song Xiaoran put the business card in his hand in front of Zhao Shaokang's eyes, shook it, and said angrily,

"I asked for someone else's contact information in front of you, even the contact information of a handsome guy. Why do you act so calm?! Are you holding back some plans?!"

Zhao Shaokang was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Because I think that Lu Ting's eyes are actually quite normal and clear, and he doesn't seem to have any intentions towards you. And you asked for your contact information in front of me. I I think there must be something serious going on."

Song Xiaoran chuckled, stood on tiptoes and patted Zhao Shaokang on the head: "You are smart! I don't like boyfriends who are suspicious all day long... Bah, bah, bah, I am a friend of a male." Zhao Shaokang suddenly tensed up. Face: "But you also reminded me that I must not take it lightly. I would rather kill someone wrong than let it go at any time."

Song Xiaoran knew he was joking and ignored him: "Although Lu Ting is very young, he is already a well-known genius doctor in the industry. And his teacher is even more powerful. He seems to have a nickname, surgical master."

Song Xiaoran suddenly praised Lu Ting, and Zhao Shaokang nodded calmly, waiting for Song Xiaoran's next words.

He knew that Song Xiaoran must have a purpose in saying this.

Song Xiaoran stuffed the business card into the pocket of Zhao Shaokang's coat:

"Your mother is going to have a kidney transplant. Although he is a heart surgeon and he shouldn't be able to help us, we can consult him and ask him to help us pay attention to some of the latest related technologies at home and abroad.

He also often meets some overseas experts, and we may need his introduction when looking for someone to perform surgery in the future.

Understand, put it away and don’t throw it away! "

With that said, she patted Zhao Shaokang's pocket.

Zhao Shaokang nodded, stretched out his hand, gently held Song Xiaoran's hand, and said softly: "Thank you."

When Song Xiaoran raised his head, he saw Zhao Shaokang's affectionate gaze.

Song Xiaoran blushed and withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said, "Zhao Shaokang, you did it directly!"

Zhao Shaokang said softly: "Next time, I'll ask you first if you are okay."

Song Xiaoran snorted and walked quickly ahead with his hands behind his back: "Just asking is too informal, just write an application."

Zhao Shaokang held Song Xiaoran's hand from behind and walked side by side with her: "Hold your hand first, I will go back and fill in the application form."

Song Xiaoran struggled slightly, but did not pull away this time. She blushed and rolled her eyes at him, letting Zhao Shaokang hold her hand and thinking:

Ahem, he has practiced kung fu. I tried to break away but failed...

……

Song Zijie returned home and ate something hastily, took a shower, changed clothes, and took a nap. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying on a comfortable Simmons bed instead of the cement floor of the detention center.

Song Zijie got up and stretched, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel like he was reborn.

Liu Xiuwen, who was in the living room, heard the noise here and pushed the door open, sitting on her son's bedside:

"Son, you're awake. I didn't bother to talk anymore just now. What do you think you have planned next? How about I discuss it with your father and let you go back to work in the steel factory."

"No!" Song Zijie flatly refused, "Mom, a good horse never turns back. Sooner or later, I will let dad take the initiative to ask me to go back and help him."

In any case, his son's ambition is stronger than that of many people... Liu Xiuwen thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you learn how to do business from your uncle first? He will do well in Kyoto."

Song Zijie shook his head: "Mom, my uncle and I are cooperating. He invests money in my company and I am responsible for the management. We are an equal partnership."

Liu Xiuwen looked troubled: "Zijie, your uncle called you while you were sleeping. I asked you everything. He said you wanted to continue making that health product, and you also wanted to get him and Song Xiaoran to invest in it."

Song Zijie nodded: "Mom, Song Xiaoran is a very nice person. She saved me this time. Moreover, she is really rich."