Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

Chapter 550

Few people in the world can see through song Ran's mind.

After song took back Fengrui's management right, party a needed Mr. Song's signature to execute the agreement. When song ran sent the agreement to his father's study, the old man was dumb for a long time.

The next morning, at the dinner table, song's father pretended to be indifferent while drinking porridge: "the equity transfer agreement is not so complicated, how did you invite Lao Zhou?"

Lao Zhou is the imperial lawyer of Mr. Song. Because he is old, he doesn't want to trouble him with ordinary small things.

Song ran recognized the meaning of his father's words, and had no intention of concealing it at the moment. He put an egg he had peeled into his mother's plate next to him, and then he said, "the terms of the divorce agreement are better read by the old man. After all, the premarital agreements were drafted by him."

The word "divorce" fell in Song's father's ear, but song's mother, who had just taken an egg to eat, heard this, but she seemed to be shocked and exclaimed: "divorce?"

After that, the egg passed between the fingers and rolled from the table to the floor.

The old man's eyes widened a little, then turned to look at the father and daughter, who looked pale and pale beside him. He thought he had heard something wrong. He slapped his palm on the table and asked, "who is divorced?"

"Me."

Song ran pushed a cup of milk in front of her mother, and she looked at her in a shallow way, "my monk Rui is divorced."

Song's father always quietly drank the porridge in front of him, which made his mother's face red and red, and asked, "what's the matter? Is he not good to you again?"

Song ran was a little dumbfounded. She opened her lips and teeth, and finally responded with a light smile: "no, the divorce process went smoothly. Your daughter has not been wronged."

Next to the song father heard, gently hummed out a voice, with a little overbearing and doting said: "who can let my daughter suffer injustice?"

Don't say that she song Ran has never been a perfectionist. Even if someone has coaxed song ran like that in those years, he can't hide it from him.

After thinking about it, he laughed and held the milk cup in his hand. "It seems that today is a good day."

Song ran followed with a knowing smile, but the expression on his mother's face was gloomy.

"Xiao Ran is a woman after all. What's your father saying?"

She loves her daughter from a different, more feminine perspective.

On the issue of "women's happiness theory", song Ran is not interested in arguing with her mother, because it is very clear that not everyone has such a good fortune that she can be spoiled for a small part of her life by a man of her choice, so that her concept of love has gradually deviated.

She also lost her appetite. She pushed aside the chair under her body and stood up. Before leaving the restaurant, she turned back and said, "in the afternoon, I will send a driver to pick you up, and I have something to tell you."

Finish saying also wait for mother to ask again what, then went to the living room to take clothes and bag to go out.

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in the afternoon, the driver arranged by song ran arrived on time and arrived at a high-end private maternity hospital in the city about half an hour later. Mrs. song took her husband's hand and went upstairs. When the doctor led her to the independent baby room, her face was full of shock and anxiety.

Her white knuckles were embedded in her husband's fine cashmere sweater and stood outside the big white door, staring at the cartoon baby's head painted with pink paint, and her eyes turned red.

Turn to see song ran, see her standing at the end of the crowd, the expression is always cold and indifferent.

Later, the chief doctor opened the door and led the people to the right aisle. After a few meters of walking forward, they stopped in front of a blue baby bed.

"This is the little princess and the little childe. Although some of them were born prematurely, they were very healthy."

The doctor pushed the spectacle frame and looked down at the two little guys on the bed, their eyes wide open, as if curious about the strangers' visit.

The nurse in the baby room was holding a bottle in her hand. Seeing Mrs. song, who was salivating, she couldn't help but go to help her. "The baby has just finished her milk, and now she is in good spirits. Should grandma hold her?"

As soon as she heard the word "grandmother", she could not stop her tears. She buried her head in her husband's chest and sobbed.

In addition to feeling that I had a little grandson so suddenly, I felt more guilty about my daughter.

Mother's care is so little that she has to bear so many things on her own.

"Xiaorana..." Song's mother was crying and was going to pull song Ran's clothes again.

The woman looked down at this scene and felt a little helpless for her mother's tears that she didn't know where she came from. She and her father looked at each other, and then she turned her head and told the doctors around her, "Madam song doesn't seem to like these two children. Help her to go out and have a rest."

The doctor's face was astounded, and the mother song, who had reacted, broke free from her husband's arms, and glared at her in a hoarse voice rather unhappy. "Who said I didn't like it?"Then he wiped two tears and took one of them from the nurse's hand. He carefully circled in his hand. After a quiet look, he could not help but squint and smile.

"this is as like as two peas when he was born." She turned her head in her arms and poked the man behind her with her elbow. "Don't you think so?"

Song's father's expression on his face was a lot colder, but he didn't collapse after seeing the pink little guy grinning at himself. He reached out to take it from his wife's arms, "give me a hug of my little grandson."

"No way." Song's mother side to hide, full of reluctance, "when I was a child, Xiao ran gave you a hug. When I turned my head, you bumped a big bag on her head. Don't you remember?"

Song Fu's expression was stiff, and his voice did not refute.

Of course he remembered these things.

On one side, song ran stands aside and watches the interaction between the old couple. The cold light in his eyes turns soft.

She quietly gave her father a look, and then pointed to another little guy still in bed.

Song's father knew it in an instant, and told the nurse to hold the baby to him. When he received the baby carefully, he told his mother, "you can't hold both of them in your arms."

The child is very good, much better than song ran thought.

They are immersed in their own ignorance of the world, clean smile, not half of the impurities.

Song ran sometimes looked at them, and it was hard to believe that he had been such a living body. Besides eating and sleeping, he had no other needs and desires.

Before taking the baby out of hospital, song's mother had already called and told the servants at home to quickly pack out a baby room and list a lot of things to buy.

Finally, some annoyed, he blamed song ran, "how can you say such a big thing now?"

Song ragang has just taken the baby from her mother's hand. Her holding the baby still looks strange and her body is stiff. After listening to her mother's complaint, she frowns a little indifferently, "I didn't intend to tell you."

The old man was a little bit stunned. When he was about to attack, he suddenly realized that his daughter's words were not a joke, so he forbeared and stopped talking. He watched the nurse take the child from Song's father and put it into the baby carriage carefully.