After being read, the fake daughter was spoiled in 90

Chapter 78

It's September now, it's still cloudy today, and the weather is a little cool in the morning.

Song Xiran stood at the door of the factory office building. She was wearing a floral white skirt and a small woolen shawl. She looked eagerly at the road, her eyes like the weather in early autumn, bright and slightly cold.

She bought these two clothes herself, and their style was completely inconsistent with the gorgeous dresses in Song Xiaoran's wardrobe, more like what she had worn before.

It’s just that the materials used are more sophisticated and the price is more expensive.

When she first came to this magnificent home, she thought about doing as the Romans do. She would agree to whatever the family arranged for her to wear, and she tried her best to integrate into the family.

Even though she really doesn't like wearing those gorgeous and clown-like dresses that Song Xiaoran left behind, it's just like she doesn't like the atmosphere of the current home.

Gorgeous on the outside, empty on the inside.

Except for my mother, no one in this family feels like a family member.

The eldest brother's career has not been going well recently. He complains at home every day and rarely talks to himself. The relationship with his sister-in-law is getting worse and worse. More than once, he has heard them arguing behind closed doors and deliberately suppressing their voices.

Several uncles and aunts saw that they were trying to please me, but they could not see any closeness from family members.

As for his father, he was always busy. Although he could see concern in his eyes when he occasionally talked to him, he didn't have the same pride and doting as when he mentioned Song Xiaoran.

Yes, Song Xiaoran.

I keep hearing this name for a while:

Song Xiaoran helped her father survive the crisis.

Song Xiaoran made a lot of money and bought his father the expensive pen that he carried with him every day.

Song Xiaoran bought a large TV and installed a telephone for her adoptive father's house.

Song Xiaoran is now doing business in partnership with her uncle.

Song Xiaoran and Zhao Shaokang were together every day. The uncle said that they might be in love, so Zhao Shaokang had no time to pay attention to his invitation to visit his home.

Song Xiaoran helped his adoptive father get rid of his grievances and returned to the factory today...

It’s all Song Xiaoran, Song Xiaoran, Song Xiaoran.

Song Xiran felt heartbroken for a while, she felt that these things should have been done by her, the real daughter, and it should have been done by her, the real daughter.

And Song Xiaoran is just a woman who pokes at the roof in the middle of the night just to prevent herself from having a good rest when she sees a man falling in love with a woman who doesn't know how to behave and is ignorant!

Maybe she has some business talent...

However, now it is true that she has done everything, and she has done nothing. She has become an outsider in both families.

I left my original home but didn't get a new home.

But Song Xiaoran seems to have two families...

"Miss Song, the weather is bad today and it's a little windy. Why don't you come in and wait." Liu, the guard, said respectfully.

Song Xiran came back to his senses and smiled politely at Da Liu: "No, I'll just wait here."

Da Liu didn't want to go against the wishes of this real daughter, so he took a step back, stopped talking, and waited quietly with him.

Song Xiran looked at the guard who was waiting with him, and felt somewhat warm in his heart. Finally, a Santana appeared in sight.

Song Xiran saw Song Kun sitting in the front row, smiled and waved vigorously.

The car stops!

Before she could step forward, Da Liu behind her had already rushed forward.

Da Liu first opened the car door for Song Kun in the front seat, with his head lowered and his waist hunched over, with an attentive smile on his face: "Hello, Consultant Song!"

Song Kun had not experienced this kind of treatment yet. He got out of the car with some embarrassment and responded mechanically: "Hello, hello. Who are you?"

"I'm Xiao Liu from the security department." Da Liu introduced himself, "My sister is now working with Miss Song, hehe."

"Oh oh oh." Song Kun, who understood that he relied on his daughter to receive such treatment, had gradually gotten used to it, and said politely, "That's my family. Xiao Ran, don't treat others badly."

When Da Liu heard this, his smile became even brighter, and he took two small steps to help open the car in the back seat: "Miss Song, we meet again."

"Hello, Brother Liu." Song Xiaoran got out of the car and smiled at Liu, "I met Guihua yesterday. Guihua is very smart and learns things quickly. She can also settle accounts. I plan to let her run the flagship store. Store manager.”

Although I don’t know what a flagship store means, when I hear it, it sounds like something very powerful.

Da Liu laughed so hard that he couldn't even see his eyes: "Hahaha, that's good for catching up! My Guihua is very smart. She was only ten points short of the college entrance examination before going to college. The family conditions are really not good, otherwise let her study more. how many years."

Song Xiaoran thought for a while and thought: "I may be busy with work here at the beginning. If it is not so busy later, I can let Guihua do some leisure work and let her study for the college entrance examination while working."

"No need for leisure! Just arrange for her to work, no matter how heavy or tired she is, how can she not work if you give her such a salary?"

Da Liu refused flatly, joking, my sister is a store manager, and her monthly salary is about 260 yuan, which is twice his own. College students in this factory don’t have this salary, so they should follow a capable person like Miss Song. This kind of noble person has a much better future than going to school.

Song Xiran, who was standing on the roadside, took a deep breath, the smile on his face remained unchanged, his hands were behind his back, and his knuckles were slightly white.

Liu's performance was like the straw that broke the camel's back.

She has made up her mind that when school starts next week, she will change her major from medicine to business!

She wants to defeat Song Xiaoran in Song Xiaoran's field and win everyone's attention and respect again!

Qin Xiang came over and hugged Xiran's arm, pulling the shawl on her shoulders tighter: "Xiran, you've been waiting for a long time. You little girl, go in first."

Song Xiran's nose felt sour: "I miss my parents. I want to see my parents as soon as possible."

Song Kun came up and felt uncomfortable after hearing this: "You kid, you always come here when you miss your parents. We will always be your parents."

"Yes, yes." Song Ximing also followed, "Xiran, is someone in that family bullying you? Is it Liu Xiuwen? That person is superstitious, and there is probably something wrong here."

Song Ximing pointed at his head. He had always had a strong opinion against this person.

Song Xiran frowned. She didn't know how to speak at this time. In fact, Liu Xiuwen was the one who treated her the best in the whole family. After thinking about it, she couldn't let her mother bear the unjust injustice, so she corrected her: "No, mom is right." I'm fine. She's a good person."

Qin Xiang saw this in his eyes and glared at his son who could not speak and was making things difficult for his daughter: "You go ahead and pick up whatever pot you don't want to drink. Didn't you say you would introduce us to your girlfriend? Where is she?"

Song Ximing blushed and said with a smile: "Hey, I guess Qingqing is still setting up the venue. She has work today. I'll go find her now."

Song Ximing ran all the way to the open-air venue behind the office building.

(End of this chapter)