However, in her opinion, Huo tingshen is not a bad person.
Even sometimes, he is very kind.
But even though she believed in her heart that he was not a bad person, she still didn’t dare to approach him.
After all, Mom’s lesson is at hand.
She will never forget in her life, the bloody scene she saw when she opened the bathroom door on that thunderstorm night…
She covered her cheeks with her hands, trying to drive all the sadness out of her heart.
At this time, her cell phone rang again.
She slowly took out her phone and glanced at it.
‘The silly son of the principal’s family’.
She pressed the phone to her forehead, took a breath, and picked it up.
Gao Muran’s anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: “warmth, I don’t know about your place being replaced. I really… really don’t know that my mother will do this. Where are you, can we meet? ”
The warm voice is calm: “OK, you take Song Ruo and wait for me at the cat’s coffee shop. Remember, if you don’t bring Song Ruo out, I won’t say a word to you.”
After hanging up the phone, she got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, changed into a white dress, put on simple makeup, put her hair into a loose bun, and went out.
When she came to the entrance of Maojia Coffee Shop, she took a look inside.
Gao Muran has arrived and is sitting by the window.
Opposite him sat Song Ruo who looked happy.
Song Ruozheng is talking to Gao Muran with a smile.
But Gao Muran has a serious face, and his eyes fall out of the window.
At the moment when warmth appeared, he also saw her.
She lowered her eyes, walked into the coffee shop, and came to their table.
Gao Muran stood up: “you are here.”
Song Ruo was stunned for a moment, and his eyes fell on Wen Qing.
She didn’t respond to the warmth, and sat down beside Gao Muran, “sit down.”
Gao Muran sat down and looked sideways at her with burning eyes.
Song Ruo clenched his fist, damn it, it’s tender again.
Gao Muran is not surprised at all. It seems that they have made an appointment.
She ordered a cup of coffee tenderly. She didn’t speak all the time, and the table was very quiet.
The coffee was served, and after taking two sips, she put down the coffee cup and looked at Song Ruo: “I never knew that the lower limit of a person’s morality can be refreshed wirelessly.”
Song Ruoning raised her eyebrows and shifted her gaze to Gao Muran’s face.
“Warmth, what are you talking about?” She looked innocent.