Chapter 858
He Is Warmer Than Time
858 Song ran, youâre slandering me!
With that said, he left.
Song ran pursed her lips. Was this considered as being angry out of embarrassment? Forget it, I wonât delve deeper.
As soon as she returned to her seat, all her female classmates gathered around her. Her female classmates, who had always kept their distance from her, were now 120% enthusiastic.
All of them were trying to find out what her relationship with tan Shuyuan was.
Song ran chuckled in her heart.âThe person you guys have your eyes on might already be taken. Iâm really sorry, my sisters. He will never fall for you guys.â
At eight o âclock in the evening, in a private room on the third floor of baoyan tower, a high-class restaurant in Haicheng, Tang Jiâ an finished a meal and walked out with a few people.
When he passed by a private room, he noticed that the door wasnât closed. He could hear someone talking about song ran.
He stopped, and the people around him were about to call him, but he covered his mouth with his index finger, indicating that they should not speak.
The people inside seemed to be investors and reporters from the entertainment industry.
A: â song ran is in the limelight now. I wonder how much it would cost to hire her to act in a drama? â
B: â I heard that she got her position because of the investor, boss Yao Xifeng. Is this true? â
C: â I was the one who released the news. It was during their film gathering that someone told me to ask this.
A,âOh? Looks like itâs a fight between actresses. Who asked you to ask that?â
C: â Senior Sister ruan Qing. That woman is not simple.
âItâs indeed not simple.â
Tang Ji âanâs face was expressionless. He frowned slightly and then walked forward.
The person inside heard the footsteps outside the door and quickly got up alertly. He stuck his head out to take a look. A muttered in a low voice, â âWho are those?â
âThe leader seems to be the son of Chairman Tangâs family.â
C heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that Childe Tang was just passing by. Such a Big Shot would not listen to others.
When they got home, Tang Ji âan called song ran. Song ran picked up the phone and a deep baritone voice came from the other end, â âItâs me.â
âWho is it?â
âItâs me,â he said.
âSo who is it?â
Tang Ji âan gritted his teeth. He had met this girl a few times, and they had even talked on the phone once. How could she not recognize his voice?
âTang Ji âan,â
second brother, â song ran chuckled. you have to tell me who you are.
They werenât even close, so he was really overthinking things.
Tang Ji âan suddenly felt like he was being a busybody, but he still said, â âCome out for dinner tomorrow night. I have something to tell you.â
Song ran pouted. I donât think so. When your father does a spot check, Iâll have to be sneaky and act like a prostitute.
Tang Ji âan furrowed his brows. This girl was so outspoken that she said whatever she wanted to say. What a headache.
âBaoyan tower, third floor, half past six.â
Second young master Tang hung up the phone.
Song ran was dumbfounded. There was such a domineering person? He didnât even ask for her opinion and just gave such an order?
Did he think that she, song ran, was his subordinate?
The next night, at 6:30 pm, song ran arrived on time. Forget it, he was the son of director Tang. She could not afford to offend him.
When they entered the private room, Tang Ji âan was already seated. There was no one else but Tang Jiâ an. Song ran asked Yin Hua to stay in the outer room of the private room and whispered, â âIf anything goes wrong, you must immediately rush in, understand? Throw the cup as a signal.â
The second young master had asked her out for a meal alone. She didnât know what his motive was, but she had to be careful.
If second young master knew how dirty song ran thought of him, he would probably vomit blood to death.